The first time I ever saw a woman being abused I was around 8 or 9 My mother left for a date with her boyfriend at the time, I recall hearing an argument ensue outside My curious mind led to me peeking out the blinds, And just as I peered out the window, I witnessed […]
Read More 2/13/21 – Poetry“Bag lady, you gone hurt your back, draggin’ all them bags like that. I guess nobody ever told you, all you must hold onto, is you, is you, is you. One day, all them bags gone get in your way.” – Erykah Badu Journal Prompt What baggage are you carrying around that you need to […]
Read More Journal Prompt #4 – Bag LadyJournal Prompt #3 As I’m growing and becoming the woman I’m destined to be, I am learning to not only accept but love myself. I am realizing it’s ok if I want to change certain things about myself but I still need to accept all parts of who I am. If I’m being completely transparent […]
Read More Journal Prompt #3 – Showing Yourself LoveYour dad loves you… even though he’s not around. Stop wishing mom would stop drinking. She won’t… but it’ll get better. Don’t lose your virginity. You’ll regret it in the morning. There will be plenty of time for boys. They don’t matter now. You’re going to feel like you can’t live without him; put the […]
Read More Lessons For My 11-year-old Self9/14/17 Broken vases and bruised faces My mind’s racing… How the hell did we end up here My mind took a rest, granting my heart the wheel Unaware that she still wasn’t ready to steer They crashed, landing in love with the devil in disguise Charming guy. But then I noticed a shift in his […]
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