Its Perfect

it’s perfect dressed in fine silk and thick wool a relationship that shines reflecting all the light of the universe around it… it’s perfect beautiful filled with beautiful people who must be perfect too… But are they, perfect Beyond what the eyes can see Dark closets and plushed pillows so why do they pretend living…

Three generations of wrongs…

Silence is all thats there Silence But its not really silent Because I can hear the dripping of tears As they meet flesh And the gripping of skin thats not too long lost life I use to say I havent lost anyone That’s been close Well almost… And its been true For though we share…

Nostalgia

I should just give up  Give up living  Give up trying to be something I’m not  Fighting not to become the person that I am  And it’s pathetic  After all who said I’d never  They can finally say that I didn’t  Prophetic  justice for all the bad shit that I’ve done!  And I’m hurting  Busy…

I’ve been neglecting my blog and I’m sorry..,

Progress…Nowhere

you’re searching pleading for love from a rock wishing you could melt his stoney heart just because you will it but will it make the difference loving someone who will never love you back and its bullshit pretending to be happy in marital bliss with something that could never feel you too at some point…

Give it a little time…

madamenoire.com it’s late or early depending on whose clock were going by everything was fine the spark was there bodies warm with hormones and body fluids and the progression was steadily progressing to the point where we couldn’t help but touch but somewhere between the spinal cord and brain something deviated distorted signals ignoring cues…

Tired Drafts and Exhausted Words…

I’m blocked again…. busy writing drafts and mediocrity. drafts that sound the same like stale music on an ipod that goes on and on, which begin to nag on the brain after a while. i’m caught up in my feelings and my relationships trying to deal with my shit and handle my business but i…

No strings attached

I’m greedy not merely satisfied owning your body I want to own your heart. I know its complicated and i knew the situation, that you were not available for me to love no strings attached was that what it was suppose to be? to be honest it fought it the attraction to your eyes your…

The Stubborn Part Of Me

Originally posted on lyricalassassinneenee:
In addition to the good within there also lies the bad The feeling that leaves you emotionally torn and makes your heart grow sad So before I mention all good things I must make a disclaimer Cause the stubborn part takes over me & I often tend to blame her… For…

Crazies

   The crazies always come out late at night  It seems  When it’s dark  And raining  And people are asleep.  They walk in roads  Sitting on corners  Feeding stray dogs  From bins and boxes  And all the yucky things  That we scorn!  They talk at the top of their lungs,  Or so they feel  Arguing…

The After, after

   I know it’s good when I dont think  When emotion melts away  And insecurities fade into the background. I’ve become a super human  Hearing moans you barely uttered  Muttering  Incoherent languages  And pleads  “Baby, don’t stop”  But I don’t hear them, too busy  in my zone  Keeping rythmn in my mind  And tempo in…

That New Smell…

As a woman, my vagina is one of  the last thing that I would want to discuss publically. some things you just dont talk about;  tampons and douching and all the other gagets that are inserted into a vagina isn’t a discussion you have  over Sunday dinner. No woman wants to think of that area…