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OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY TwistedBeauty
reasurranceyou come to me asking for help i give you the textbook answer you look to my hueless co-worker for the same i just give you her answer holds more weight than mine even though we have the same answer i laugh she even is listening in on our conversations in the event that i give misinformation if just by happen chance my training didn't reach protocol y'all give me my props on how much i've retained only to give me the back hand of reassurance its the beauty of being a black woman in a white world |
you asked?you can't understand the long colored braids the big hoop earrings the mascaca covered eyelashes poppin a$$ lipgloss eyeshadow to match you had the nerve to ask me who asked me are those extentions cause "who on earth would color their real hair like that"? you said thank God it was extentions i thank GOD for another reason he gave me this flair and made me black i don't care that you don't understand the aestheic just give respect as i flip my hair while rollin my neck using my hands when talkin its not for you to understand when i see someone who is similar to me i nod my head giving them the unspoken notion that i see them no matter how they see us they dont want us here&nbs... |
where do ...???where do broken hoes go? whitney asked where do broken hearts go? i just wonder where do broken hoes go? the answer can't be the trash bin. i see my heart in all its fu(ked up anatomy. i see my anatomical heart, all the values pumping slowly love instead of blood flowing where do broken hoes go? it has to be somewhere other than broken people |
foolthey say God watches over babies and fools baby ive been a fool for so long |
bound-ariesif you don't set boundaries people are bound to take the line they constantly cross wrap it around your neck and hang you |
messthis is the only mess i've made & can't seem to clean up there aren't enough apologies in the world Or tissue to contain the constant flow of tears |
silent cry #2i cried today no tears came my chest heaved in my head i could feel all the emotions i was overwhelmed what have i done to get to this point what do i need to learn to move on i'm looking for answers i want something out of all of this
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no title (whatever)i can deal when you are like this i prefer you didnt drink and since you insist im ok with you being like this quiet and glued to the tube smiling frequently i wonder what you are thinking you so disturbingly peaceful picking up your cup at 2 minute intervals sometimes they're further apart once you comfortable with your intoxication (will be continued at a later time & maybe come up with a name) |
goodi see the good in everyone even if no one feels any is left by doing this i get put in the position of being used does that make me bad or should the person being decietful feel strange do anyone feel anything these days i cant tell im always the one who is doing to much and crazy why is this the case |
silent cryHave you ever had a silent cry those are the worst kind where you heave and never make a sound emotions ejaculating all over the place damn you jack i thought we were cooler than that you were prepared better at least you're not throwing up all over the place your head was in the skyy that day the worst thing happen when you're that way you need your feet on the ground planted
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