Like branches of a tree

So here's a day, as beautiful as this night

I heard bangs as loud as gun fire piercing the door of my room

After a while she finally kicked it to open

I smiled and blankly glared at nothing

And faintly it faded into abundance...

She saw me

Laying there covered in blood...

Lifeless as a corpse that had died days ago.

I realized how valueless I was

The becoming of a thing so predictable

So poorly judged and so discussing

And so I've paved my own yard

So I dug my own grave...

And I took my own life.

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a raisin in the sun

I knew Shirley. She was young, beautiful and sweet And kind, you know, the kind of beauty One travels roads and seas just to scribe, I knew her from the memories she painted With a stroke of a paint brush, she broke my heart when the rain turned her smile into a sad frown that longs ever more for love... and a friend. --- I have been abandoned as a child Though i lived with my mother, She never strayed her love away, Never from the things that weren't me I wasn't abused i was lonely. I wasn't deprived of food or her company, i was without friends and without a doll Like young girls my age, like Sarah and her barbies i was left to grow faster than i was meant, pushed away to a point the only one i did not wish for was me As a grown woman, i sought love. i was 15. --- The only love I've ever felt Was when Eddy Maake spoke to me He was what he called himself. a poet. With a tongue wrapped up in poetry His hands were possessed as he gestured paving the heavens He wou...

Sit down and quietly listen

Raynolds, listen i know you're hurting you smile and laugh but like old rocks you crumble as you giggle Raynolds i love you but you have to love yourself too you speak so lightly of misery you disregarded yourself so much that you dont even notice the depression Raynolds this is enough You cry when you're alone how empty and tough To threaten yourself with suicide poetry do you think it alright to want to die for acceptance dream only of you be selfish and care only for you can you tell how much suffering is there you cant you cant and it isnt fair you will die... Alone. and no one your kin will send you away with songs -: But its okay its alright i don't mind a lonely death I dont mind a miserable end i will smile as i go as fake as it will be this hurt i will never show.

My Anchor is gone, well I hope the noise doesn't come back, smh...

My therapist had, complications You know... Her husband had an affair She didn't take it so well... She spared herself the humiliation And took that impossible decision I think that was brave not stupid She loved him so much, enough to bleed herself Enough to cut to the deepest parts of love And uproot the very core, her soul As bright and divine the thing he couldn't handle But then again I think she had no one else... She was my anchor, I think she didn't have an anchor You know, that person that pulls you back When you sink too deep into the darkness ... I've lost mine I bet you're wondering what's gonna happen to me Yea me too, Yea me too... She spent her entire life figuring different methods on how to make Other people feel good about themselves... To make me Feel good about myself And I did... Honestly I truly did... She forgot to make room for herself, or she never had time... Maybe that's why he did what he did Humans are too impatient of cours...

THE SAD THINGS IN LIFE

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