Keep it in Up against the wall... Oooohhh Aaaahhhh Never a tear shed Screaming but nothing is heard My Heart is bleeding But no one knows I keep it to myself To protect others from pain Its better to hurt inside Then to crush others Keep it in... Keep it in... Thats why Im up … Continue reading Keep It Inside…
I. love. black. men. Gorgeous dark skin men. Their beautiful chocolate skin. Their strong will. The security you feel in their arms. Black men are beautiful. Strong. Handsome. Talented. Irreplaceable. I. Love. Black. Men. (I don't own this photo however I don't remember where I got it.... Pinterest somewhere. Sorry!)
Ssshh... Hush now... That's right baby, close your eyes. I've got you. Mhmmm, Hmmm Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound The child drifted off into a deep slumber. As I sat there rocking that child, tears formed in my eyes. I was a mother, a despondent mother for tomorrow I knew my life would change … Continue reading A Mother’s Heart
I’ve known rivers: I’ve known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins. My soul has grown deep like the rivers. I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young. I built my hut near the Congo and it lulled me to sleep. I looked upon the … Continue reading The Negro Speaks of Rivers
Is there something wrong with me? Am I that scarred from my past? I want to change To be normal, To be understandable, But I’m not normal And Never will be. But I want to. How?
Over My Head Down. Down. Down. Water... Under Filling my lungs. Can't breathe.... Help me! Please Please Please A strong grip. Grasps me Pull me up. Holds me. Helps me. Thank you. Strong breeze. Breath. Breathe air.
I lay thinking, as I often do right before I fall asleep. Images of smooth skin, tiny teeth, fat toes, and curly hair appeared in my mind's eyes. What was wrong with me? Why did I keep imagining a baby? I was the girl who wanted no husband and no children because I felt they … Continue reading Late One Night