HE LIED (POETRY)

 

Adrenaline whizzed through my veins

And I tried hard to maintain

Some sort of dignity

I had the opportunity to bow out gracefully

But I stayed

My reactions were delayed

And every personality that lived in me

Felt betrayed

Because he lied

 

Every minute felt like an eternity

I felt the burn in me

Ready to ignite

Every nerve in me was ready for this fight

And I knew I had no business going there

I sped to his house

At a 100 mile per hour zoom

I tore up everything

I went room to room

 

This was distasteful

I was mean and I was hateful

And it sickened me

This infliction in me

That consumed every entrance in me

 

But I was already possessed

So I prayed for relief

Because this feeling was way too deep

 

I was not a rah-rah girl

Just a woman who had been lied to

LEMONADE (POETRY W/ AUDIO)

https://soundcloud.com/mentalnotes-1/lemonade-poetry

I will make lemonade

And dance and sing

And laugh and cry

And drive far distances while singing praises

I will stomp and cry

And laugh and talk to myself and ramble on

And cry and laugh and tear up

I will write poetry

And write

And write

And write some more

I will isolate with God

And talk and laugh and drive far distances

I will stop and vent to strangers and God

And cry and sing and laugh and dance

And I will read scriptures and meditate on TD Jakes sermons

And call my best friend and tell her all about my woes

I will hate myself and my decisions and second guess myself

I will meditate on my past

Not just him but her too

And I will dance harder because I know

My break through is on the other side of my stomp

And I will cuddle up to grandmamma

And talk to God, auntie and myself

I will sing my favorite Yolanda Adams song and

And I will sing it loud and cry some more

I will go to self-help groups

Listen to more sermons

Take long walks while singing praises

And think

And cry and laugh

And dance

And squeeze lemons

And I will not hate him

Or her

But in the end

I will thank them

While serving lemonade

In celebration glasses

LIFE RAFT (POETRY)

He asked me to

And I declined

Because the universe had given me a spiritual sign

However

Later on I agreed

And entered myself into a dirty deed

Filled with tentacles and rotten weeds

I will listen the next time the universe gives me a sign

When it tries to save my stubborn behind

MASK (POETRY)

I carried the weight in my beautifully poised face

And happiness arrived a few days to late

Hard for me to harbor this hate

And still hold on

To

This beautifully poised face

I FELT YOU BREATHING LAST NIGHT (POETRY)

I FELT YOU BREATHING LAST NIGHT

AND YOU WERE A THOUSAND MILES AWAY

YOU WERE NOT IN MY BED

OR IN THE NEXT ROOM

YOU WEREN’T AROUND THE CORNER

OR ON THE OTHER SIDE OF TOWN

YOU WERE A THOUSAND MILES AWAY

BUT YET

AND STILL

I FELT YOU BREATHING LAST NIGHT

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