I found myself crying last night for no specific reason. And I woke up crying again. I’ve been going through a series of things all at the same time and people expect me to understand, to be strong, to be happy always, to be kind, to be accommodating, to persevere, to be drama free, and to keep my hormones in check.
The one person who truly sees beyond my smile is my mother, and she lets me put my walls down. I miss crying with her without having to explain why I am crying, because she understands that sometimes I need a break, that I don’t have to have it all together, that I can be weak with her, and when I’m done crying, she preaches to me, she encourages me and the burden feels much lighter.
I have never written any poem like post, more of spoken word, but this goes out to every woman who is going through something, big or small. We are strongest when we are at our weakest. If you can relate, know that you are not alone 🙂
Trust me again, give me another chance
She captured my heart, while I was in a state of trance
How can I let you in, when you let me drown once?
I am still choking, coughing out the water hurts
Let me be, broken trust, broken heart
Betrayal
I’m late, I think I am pregnant
I don’t know what to do; can we talk for a moment?
We both know I was not the only one, I was just a sloppy second
Get rid of it; don’t let it grow like cancer, malignant
Let me be, broken lust, broken heart
Betrayal
The more you scream, the more you turn me on
Come on, admit it is sweeter without protection
Urgh! Let me go, you don’t have to pay me the doe,
I didn’t ask for this you freak, not another clam streak
Let me be, broken snatch, broken heart
Betrayal
Your hair is growing thin; I made your chest flat
But you still fight me, when are you going to give up?
I might be down but not out, I’m a fighter
One day we shall be strangers with memories, hater!
Let me be, broken bust, broken heart
Betrayal
You’ve got the chills again, just take one more shot
What are you afraid of? You won’t get caught
How do you know that? My scars will tell it all
I am done with the pain, the sadness and the clots
Let me be, broken must, broken heart.
Betrayal
I Am Bush_Locked 🙂
I Am Bush_Locked 