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I sit here staring blankly at the wall hearing words that I wish would stop. They ring in my head over and over again. Taunting and haunting me. Doesn’t matter where I am, what I’m doing or who I’m with, those words don’t stay forgotten. They crossed my mind like a punishment, like a curse

I Don’t Want To Be Strong

When I say I don’t want to be strong I’m not talking about physical strength, I’m talking about everything else. I’m talking about the strong woman complex and most especially the strong black woman complex. Some way, somehow it became a standard and a norm to be tagged as strong. In some cases this is

He’s mine 

I’ve never been one to share, one to be nice or one to even give a fuck. Make no mistake, I am still all those things and more. But there is just something about him that makes me extra greedy and selfish. I don’t even want another woman breathing the same air as him not

You’re Not Perfect

It is easy for us to lie to ourselves. It is easy for us to run away from the truth. It is easy for us to create illusions and believe them wholly and completely. It’s easy to create a mask that fits into the perception we have created. Is easy to believe in the words

The Wolf That Dressed So Beautifully As A Sheep

What is the easiest way to spot the difference in something? It is to simply find the thing that is out of place. It is easy to spot change when it is drastic or minor because you are use to certain things, so the moment it starts to look different from what you are used

The Self

Another day to stare at the blank ceiling, another day to watch the day go by and the night come. Another day to question reality. Another day to waste my existence. Another day to drain the life within me. Another day closer to my death. Another day to wonder. Another day to consider the possibility

I’m Tired

Today was such a good day. I slept early last night and woke up early. It felt good to do something different. I did my social media run and then I saw a post on Instagram that touched me differently. Photo that inspired this that I claim no right over I didn’t want to think

Obsession

When I kept saying that when I get a lover, I wanted him to be obsessed with me I didn’t mean this much though. Be careful what you wish for they said. A little too late for caution now isn’t it. I got exactly what I wanted. A man who breathes me. A man that

ME

I don’t think I’ve never talked about relationships and dating, and stuff like that on here but I think I should. Not today though. As usual life has brought another lesson to my doorstep. It wasn’t one that I am unfamiliar with, but it wasn’t something I particularly noticed. It’s just something that has happened

The Feeling Of Letting Go

Everything hurts. Watching you leave was painful enough, but watching you love someone else, now that’s heart wrenching. Especially knowing that you could never love me the way I knew you could. You weren’t even mine to begin with so why does it hurt so much. It hurts because that I am yours. I loved