I Heard Children Cry
Not Because of Hunger, But Because Death Was At Their Front Door “I’m not political.”“Gas is so high.”“I don’t watch the news; it’s too depressing.” We say things like this so casually. And to an extent, I get it. I stopped watching the news years ago. I’m an overly sensitive person, and the news is heavy. But as I’ve gotten older, I’ve realized that being educated is not just about what you studied in university, knowing geography, being cultured across different nationalities, or reading for pleasure. But it’s also about being informed and staying informed about what is happening in the
Power In The Pink Bow
As a little girl, I ate, prayed, and loved pink. I desired pink highlights in my hair. Pink heels to wear. Pink dresses to accompany everything. But the most important accessory I needed to complete my look was a large pink bow. However, at the age of 23, my favorite accessory has shifted to be a little alarming. It wasn’t
Who Is Jezebel?
Jezebel is what they call women who struggle with promiscuity Her dedication to manipulation will leave you practicing witchcraft prematurely Jezebel is not just filled with sexual immorality Jezebel is filled with taking your purity Not just in regards to lying down with one But also lying to one to deceive one’s reality Jezebel is the girl who tries
Escaping Purgatory…Finale
Tired of being halfway in is what I stated. Scared shitless is what I meant. Death has a tricky way of opening your eyes to things. Desperate for answers to, Why Me? Am I being punished for the sins I committed, Or was I simply being dramatic? We are all human beings living in a world filled with trials and
1,095 Days
She was tired of playing her traditional toxic games. Overwhelmed with the lies she constantly told to lure her prey. She knew it was time to retire when she started to confuse birthdays. “Did you say yours was at the end of May” to the one with the same date of birth as she? Constantly having to remember which dress
Escaping Purgatory pt.2
I’ve gotten comfortable serving two Gods. Being okay with the emancipation of my religion due to the disposition my bishop put me in. The church is tainted with lies. My smile is tainted with sin. Where do I begin? I’m only halfway in. Hiding behind the facade of good when deep down idolizing the creation of man. Not
Escaping Purgatory
I never knew a love story could end like this You had me mesmerized by your cadence and bliss You told me everything that made me feel better Made me believe in your false narrative that you would never Never harm me Never forsake me Never make me feel less than Whole time you were preying on my confidence To
Unclothed
Empathy wasn’t getting me no where Sacrificed myself to go ahead but very much still behind While the accolades continue I was withering and dying inside Deprived of what I deserved trying to stay attach to a soul that rejected me To the outside world I looked picture perfect And while I tried so hard to save the dying souls
Naked pt. 2
Dear my love, Don’t leave me behind trying to find who you are Neglecting me because you can’t seem to stop and breathe I promise you perfection will never put your mind at ease, So please just be Bow your head and ask god for the guidance of your needs And remember you only need the faith of a mustard
Naked pt. 1
They think they know me But I guess that’s my fault for starting to publish writings that align with my thoughts They think they know me Because I speak from my perspective As if I haven’t been writing scripts since I was a jit to let people into the realities of others’ pain Because when you’re that distant from the
