No knocks on the windows to my soul. No door, here the winters’ really cold. Though roses grow, Yes, they blossom in this place. They thrive in the darkness of my cage.
Of many things in life I won't enjoy, The feel of your lips on mine Purely brings me joy. My hands, Tightened grip on your midnight hair Being away from your touch, Suffocating despair. I'd like to make a vow. To love you now Til the hunger in my soul is sated, This requires: Showered … Continue reading Wonders Of The Universe
DAY DREAMS ARE: Despair gift-wrapped in hope, And a pinch of the thing fairy-tales are made of.
I would like to dress you up in my garland draped in my finest flowers. The cherry tomato red of my vivid, unrestricted and flowing love, the turquoise blues of my free spirited and adventurous companionship. The jarring luminous green of my festering and persistent pain. The sunset red-oranges of my warmth & care. The … Continue reading My Garland Is Not Enough
I am tired of being dirty. I have scrubbed this skin with rubber, Raw pink goosebumps rising on the ends. In the end she was a corpse. A corpse that rose at the dead of dawn, Scent and senses stolen A tomb raid. Dragged to its grave Bathed in soil, Scrapped of all its possessions; … Continue reading Dead Womxn Tell Tales
"Your naive to believe that love will be enough" It was enough for me. When the little girl me Woke up with the morning mist Mourning life From the arrival of the first ray of light Til the rise of night When every breath seemed poisonous Every act futile Because the world envied me Punishing … Continue reading Naive
You will not leave me Like the darkness that creeps Into the sunlight You will not leave me Beautiful black shadows like the night Your essence carries through the air Permeating like rain on soil Filling my lungs Making me think I am whole You will not leave me Though I decompose like … Continue reading You Will Not Leave Me
I dissapate into the midnight fog I am broken into parts of 3 I am broken into parts of 3 multiplied by 3 - I am no longer me. Who will find me when I have hidden away Cast away my inner self When I am lost Who will recognize where these horcruxes belong … Continue reading The Horcruxes
Their twisted crooked hands Thrust Breaking the barrier of happiness Crushing it's core Before its burst to life My dreams of reincarnation DNA created Are ashes I gather with holy hands My sacrifice They scraped at my innermost sanctum They did not know that I would not break before them My mother's soothing voice taught … Continue reading To Love a Bare Honey pot
Because We Are Black We are thieves Because We Are Black We cannot believe in any other god but the one brought by missionaries Because We Are Black We are filled with evil intent, lust and greed Because we are black We do not bleed Because we are inferior human beings Because We Are Black … Continue reading Because I am black [I Am Black]