He tells you he loves you and you’re the only one
How all the girls are having sex and it’s fun
You believe him and give in to temptation at will
Now everyone knows and that makes you ill
Broken promises and heartbreak after sex too soon
Abstinence is the goal, don’t let peer pressure fool you
Your body is a temple, treat it with care
Every girl isn’t having sex, let’s make that clear
Education and goals are the key
Once an adult and married, enjoy your husband blissfully
You and I fuss and fight constantly
And it’s draining all of my energy
Our relationship use to have so much stability
Fearful of this emotional roller coaster and where it’s taking me
To dark places I’ve never been before
Like when your hands were wrapped around my neck
My world became black and death was near my door
Blood vessels broken in both eyes
No apology…had me at the ER lying
To my family, friends, and staff
I should be ashamed of myself…defending your secrets
Of violent tantrums you always take out of me
I’ve had enough of this pain being inflicted on me
It’s time to stop you once and for all
DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?!!!
Even if I remain a prisoner surrounded by four walls
Love is a verb…people tend to forget
Quickly to speak it…not meaning it
Not realizing how it will affect
The other person…playing on their emotions
And once the façade is revealed, the heart is broken
The tears are overflowing and one blames themselves
The heart is no longer in despair…anger takes over
Followed by rage and vengeance
The mind has lost its stability
To comprehend the actions that lies ahead
And physically hurt the liar for their pain
It’s too late…the damage is done
The broken hearted is no longer the victim
But is labeled as legally insane
Detained from the ones who truly love them
Because of three powerful words
That people always use in vain
I LOVE YOU!!!!
Some days are good and some days are bad
As I reflect on the time spent living in the past
Being bitter, angry, unforgiving, and miserable
I end up hurting the people around me whom intentions are genuine
Do they deserve my wrath of anger I give them
And once I’ve realize my wrongdoings, I beg for forgiveness
Quinniece, darling, what could make you be this way?
You are an intelligent and beautiful lady what more can I say
As I look into the mirror to my surprise
Standing before me was a woman who has lost her stride
NO MORE as I shouted and broke the mirror into pieces
My past will not become my future and get the best of me
Dusting myself off as I pray to God above
God please enter my heart and fill it again with love
Joy, Forgiveness, Happiness, and Care
And let the beautiful, strong woman within come and declare….her VICTORY!
I’m making myself sick.
You’re a parasite
I’m more tired.
I’ve been wearing multiple masks on top just to hide the one I constantly wear because I am hurt & miss you.
So I just smile in everyone’s face but inside I feel like I’m dying.
Is it really worth it?
Is he really the one you can see yourself with?
He played you already; do you actually want to be the face of embarrassment again?
If he wants to go let him go.
Once he’s gone he’ll realize what he had but by then it’ll be to late.
Maybe it’s time to cut off life for a couple days. No cellphone at all.
How about you find someone to get under so you can get over him?!
You are crazy if you think that you are going to be the one he actually goes back to.
If he comes back to you it’s only gonna be because he’s having issues with her.
Don’t let him come back.
He made you look like a fucking fool in front of everyone and put so much stress on you that no one could even recognize you.
He’s having a baby on your ass but he told you it was a mistake…
So because it was a mistake you wanna be all forgiveful?
I was there when he wasn’t and I helped you up when he threw you down and put your face on the pavement.
So please listen to me and try to do what’s best for you but don’t lose yourself or forget what happened.
You deserve better than what was done to you and I don’t wanna see you in the hospital or worse because of him.
Fuck You for cheating on me. Fuck you for reducing it to the word cheating. As if this were a card game, and you sneaked a look at my hand. Who came up with the term cheating, anyway? A cheater, I imagine. Someone who thought liar was too harsh. Someone who thought devastator was too emotional. The same person who thought, oops, he’d gotten caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Fuck you. This isn’t about slipping yourself an extra twenty dollars of Monopoly money. These are our lives. You went and broke our lives. You are so much worse than a cheater. You killed something. And you killed it when its back was turned.
– David Levithan
Sometimes when I write about gratitude
It can be confused with being unrealistic
We jokingly call it my rainbows and unicorn talk
But the truth is that I…
Not unlike many of you
Have dealt with very difficult circumstances
I have taken things for granted
I have wasted time
On bitterness or anger
Until one day…
Some one I loved very much…
I have forgotten to be thankful for the small things
Until at one time those things had been taken away …
So when I write about gratitude…
Do not confuse it with someone who doesn’t understand
But think of it as it is intended…
From someone who loves you enough
To remind you
That every moment of the day…
I never fail to be grateful
For the very divine way we were brought together
Most of us have never physically met
Yet my heart is with you during your hardships…
I cry with you when you are hurting
And I know how hard things can be for you…
But having said all of that….
Let me also remind you…
How very grateful I am that today
At this very moment…
When you breathed in deeply…
That your breath…
Was waiting for you
I do love you so…
After my sister passed away
I had to deal with more pain
Than I had ever known
Not physical pain…I had become accustomed to that
But REAL heart break
And almost like a 6 year old
I decided I had dealt with enough…
And i just wasn’t equipped enough
Not strong enough
It was too hard
I literally threw a temper tantrum in my mind
But the thing was…
Whether I was ready or not
Whether it made me sad or not
It was here…
I had no choice
I remember talking to her around New Years Eve…
As I often do…since she passed
Telling her….I hate this
I wanted to see her
To touch her face…
And she said to me…while laughing
Have you ever loved anyone that you couldn’t touch?
Of course…everyone has
She said….do u love them less?
Of course not…but this isn’t the same
I want to be able to see you…
She reminded me that the kind of love we have now
Is the first kind of love we ever felt
It is not determined by man
Nor his/her physical needs
She said it will always be here for you
You can never undo it
No matter what choices you make…
I will always have my hands on your shoulders
She reminded me of the way I loved most people I know
And this was it…
I am thankful for those moments…
It reminded me of where i am supposed to be
Not for others…
But for my ancestors…
Love without expectation…
And you will never be disappointed
I miss you Melissa …
But I am not capable of loving you less….
As I sit here
All I can do is cry.
My smile has faded.
My happiness is gone.
My reason for living thru this pain is becoming irrelevant.
Well, What isn’t wrong?
My family abandoned me
My urge for intimacy is strong but can’t seem to find someone I can trust.
Someone told me I was misunderstood.
Others that don’t know me think I’m a bitter bitch that has a major attitude.
I’m just going thru things that I choose to bottle up.
I hate telling my feelings.
I hate being a good friend knowing I can’t trust most of the people I call friends.
I’m on the verge of destruction.
I am so hard on others because I am extremely hard on myself.
I won’t cry in front of you because I hate judgement but yet I can take it.
What the FUCK is that?
Leave me alone.
don’t need someone else with broken hope.