Not Enough Space

Waves 🌊

All in my feels. 

Hardly know what to say. 

You’re right next to me 

Yet,

So far away. 

Pills and liquor bless me 

With the high

That I used to get 

From being by your side. 

My head was so far in the clouds 

That I couldn’t see

What my friends were talkin about. 

They saw right through your . 

And warned me

About the pieces

That would never fit. 

Leave it to me 

To build a home

In the middle of the sea. 

Like that,

You drift from me…

…so far away

Copyright 2021 by Kentrell Blanche

Something for the Mind

What a beautiful day

To be

Out. 

So what

If I had to 

Sneak out. 

The moment is stolen

But,

It’s so good

To just be 

Free

For a moment. 

I’ll give back

At a later date

But

As for now,

My space

Belongs to me.

Rollin

Took back my key ðŸ”‘ 

Took back

The parts of me ðŸ§© 

That you thought

You would always 

Have. 

These days,

I just get high ðŸ’­ 

And laugh ðŸ˜‚ 

At the idea

Of the power 

That you once had âš”️ 

Never pictured myself 

Not giving a *** ðŸ˜ˆ

But,

You pressed your luck ðŸŽ° 

One too many times âš–️

You’re so ***in beautiful ðŸ–¼ 

But,

I prefer

Peace of mind ðŸ§˜ðŸ½‍♂️

Under Him

I wonder if he knows

What he’s doing to me

When he’s doing nothing. 

He couldn’t possibly be ready

To be a husband. 

But,

He’s got me 

Wishing and hoping;

Shopping for wedding gowns 

Out in the open. 

Something tells me

That I’ll never close the deal

But,

I market myself still. 

I just want him 

To see the bigger picture. 

I want him to enjoy my company

Even when 

There is no weed or liquor. 

Drunk off his smile. 

High off his potential. 

I have an addiction 

That my heart must keep confidential. 

No way I could ever be so bold

As to light candles 

And spill the tea. 

He’s yet to reel in himself. 

Just saying some stuff.....

Left him on Read.      

I bet

All he wanted was some head. 

I bet he was high off of the meds. 

He only calls my phone

When he’s had

More than a dose. 

I’m probably 

The only one or his hoes

That can host. 

But,

That doesn’t mean

That I have space

For his baggage. 

I’m not making room

If I can’t have the entire package. 

I hate the idea 

Of loving him from afar

But,

’s never right

When I allow him

To get too close to my heart. 

Copyright 2020 by Kentrell Blanche

EOCA

3am ðŸŒ™ 

And I’m at it again;

BC powder 

And pink moscato ðŸ§ª

I’ve got to come up

With a better remedy ðŸ’Š

For the pain

When I’m feeling hollow ðŸ•³

You soak me up

When you’re in a drought ðŸ¤¨

I wish 

You would do more

Than reign from the clouds â›…️ 

You get so high

That you can’t be touched ðŸŽŸ 

I can’t even feel you

When we ðŸ¦†ðŸ¦†ðŸ¦†ðŸ¦† 

If I were stronger,

I would just say

“🦆🦆🦆🦆 it”

And turn away

But,

I’ve yet to discover

Another constellation ðŸŒŒ 

Worth completely 

Kicking you out of my ...

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I’m so tired

Of watching you go. 

I’m so over

Having to 

Get up

And put on clothes

Just to let you out.

Thought you would have 

Made this home

By now. 

I hate locking the door

Behind you. 

I just want to rid you

Of your mountains

But,

They’re not mine to...

(Move)

Thought our bond

Would be enough. 

Thought that 

I would have gotten a return 

On my love...

(By now) 

Thought my time 

And dedication

Would be 

The only required investment. 

It is

My desire for your 

Commitment and affection

That has me all over. 

I just want t...

Everything but Summer and Spring

A quarter to 3

And I’m still awake. 

I’m sure 

I’ll be up by 8;

Staring into space,

Staring at the photographs 

That I had to beg you

To take. 

Your smiles were fake

But

Somehow, 

I was so convinced

That our love

Was too real to break. 

I break down

On the 26th of every month. 

I celebrated twelve times a year

Because I just knew

You were the one. 

Too many signs 

Went unnoticed. 

Third time

Would have been the charm

But,

I was hopeless;

Hopelessly in love,

Hopelessly invested in us.

And not once

Did you hesitate 

To put your power to use. 

You rubbed glitter across my noose 

And acted as if&nb...

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Aren’t you tired of settling?

Are you tired of meddling 

With things 

That don’t concern you? 

Cold stoves 

Can burn too. 

It’s all about perception. 

Choose your direction

And swear by it. 

Don’t dare turn around 

Just because 

You find yourself

Surrounded 

By people who are nearsighted. 

People come 

And move around. 

Sometimes,

You’ll have the worst experiences 

On your favorite part of town. 

Doesn’t mean 

It’s time to change

Your area code. 

Sometimes,

You just have to redeclare your soul… 

…To be 

Free

T...

The Down

Why is there friction?

What am I missing? 

Why is it so hard for us 

To connect?

You chose to redirect

Your energy,

Left me to second guess

My own identity.

I went out of my way

To get in character,

Put on a show.

Gave the best performance 

Of my life

Only to find out

That you preferred 

The curtains closed. 

You preferred me 

To never say a word

Or even make a gesture.

You wanted me to silently 

Take the pressure 

Of you going 

In and out. 

You had my soul 

So far up

In the clouds

That I couldn’t bring myself 

To jump

Even after giving 

More than enough. 

Who really wants

To hit the ground

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