Poetry
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Please pick up the phone. You need to know the truth. My heart aches knowing that I’m lying to the person that I love. But there’s this weight I’ve been carrying for far too long. This feeling of discomfort fills my stomach. The thought of a future where my mistakes no longer haunt me. That’s…
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I was in a creative slump for the last few months of 2021. I was not able to write anything of merit, except for one poem. I cherish that poem the most because I wrote it for the person that I am in love with. I do not say that lightly. I guess my creative…
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The perfect Sunday does exist. It’s me laying in bed listening to my person type away at the computer. The mouse clicks and keyboard clacks sound determined. It’s the perfect background noise coupled with the fan that hits ever so gently. Is this what peace feels like? I never got to experience a restful Sunday…
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I guess I should have known that most of you would be unknown. To me, to strangers, but mostly to yourself. I’ve heard the phrase that we contain multitudes several times over the years. But it didn’t make sense until I met you. There are moments when I feel so close to you. So close…
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Dating in 2021 should be a dream But it’s more like a nightmare…a dream deterred People have walked in and out of my life so quickly I should just install a revolving door Make it easier for them to leave. Yet each person teaches me something new I’m becoming better with each interaction Even the…
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It is a cruel thing. It speeds everything up. Everything becomes of utmost importance. There’s too much to think about Yet too little time. But you must act. Because everything falls apart when you don’t. But you can’t do anything. Paralyzed by fear. Tears become an ocean. Thoughts become heavy. Like cinder blocks tied to…
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The moon knew before I did How I really felt about him. Casting him in its light I saw something that I’ve never seen before I saw the truth in its rarest form I saw a man so passionate about something that it radiated from his skin His words were filled with wonder and awe…
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There’s a bittersweet feeling that fills my chest. My lungs collapse and I feel every single breath. It’s the words of a man who claims to be a lover. A lover that I don’t want. A lover that I need. His proposition terrifies me. It hasn’t even been a month since my forever love fell…
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I seek comfort in A garden that will not grow A place where love dies.
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I looked in the mirror and began to cry. Not ordinary tears but ones of deep sorrow. The kind that comes from generations of trauma. The ones where my ancestors break through And weep for me. A child of God. Their child. The fruit of their labor. The triumph among adversity. The culmination of centuries…
