Lost hurt little girl
afraid to grow up
to live, to love, to laugh,
to take pride in who she is
afraid to be loved
like she deserves
scarred by her past
feeling as though she's
loved for all the wrong reasons
a gray cloud rains
on her daily
the memories that take her
dark places
that remind her that
she's unable to love
to live, to laugh
without holding on to who she is
& not being able to find herself
in present day

its him

its his hand
that breaks the day
his heart
that wakes the home
his soul
that speaks all languages
his mind
that says all i'm thinking

its him
where i find my refuge
my peace of sanity

use your imagination
let it guide your fingertips
as they walk across my body
taking detours at my most
sensitive spots
divulge me in such ecstasy
as my body moans & twitches
& cries out for attention
only you can give it
laying side by side
i fit to you like a missing
puzzle piece
mentally & physically
i melt in your eyes
get moist from your touches & kisses
i'm hypnotized by everything that is you
i fall victim to your games
& sweet talk
if i'm guilty of anything
it's because i'm lost in
everything you are

what i want

crying out for your touch
to feel loved or even as if
your heart is where i belong
to feel complete in your arms
to forget how hurt i am
to be lost in everything you are
that's what i want
& i got to have it
to melt from the touch of your lips
pressed against mine
to swim around in your mind
& get lost in every thought you have
i want your voice to be my guide
&help me find my way back to you
that's what i want
& i got to have it
to have all your love rain down on me
to let your passion lotion my body
to let every word you say to me
seep into every pore
i want to be one with you
mind, body & soul
that's what i want
& i got to have it

Ratchet Bitch

stereotypically ghetto
tight clothes
hoodrat swag
grew up in a so called "hood"
befriended the wrong crowd
believed to be a boss
with no job
& 3 different
baby daddies
yous a ratchet bitch

on welfare to support
a habit & maybe your kids
got a thug in your life
who can't trust you as far
as he can throw you
don't you think its time to
wake up ratchet bitch
get your shit together
do right by your kids
when will your ratchet ass get it?

i doubt this will help

but lately i've been feeling like no matter what i do or how i feel, people could give two shits about it. like i'm not depressed but i feel alone even though i'm surrounded by people. i feel every artistic person at some point in time feels this way. but what can i say this feeling comes back time and time again....no amount of writing or crying makes it go away... and that upsets me more. i hate that my body is this ship of anger. if u cross me, its likely that if u try and bring me down, i'll bring u down before u can dent my ship. i harbor all these feelings until they become too much to bare but i can't talk to anybody, because nobody really understands why i feel how i do. and its 10x more difficult to try and explain it. idk but i was right, writing about how i feel right now isn't helping at all. *sigh

breathe you in

just for a moment
to get the sweet scent
of you
to breathe you in
as if it was my dying wish
i just want to
breathe you in
cuz then i'd carry
u around forever