Thursday, March 26, 2015

Still (Written by a guest writer)

Never thought pen would meet paper again
It seems like the gray areas of life
Always bring me back To my roots of my thoughts
To my inner emotions
To the pain that I feel inside
To the bumps, the bruises, the cuts, the scrapes
They all have one thing in common…..Hurt
Hurt from the childhood years that have left
Permanent scars Scars that only fade
But the mark is still there
The tissue that you use to cover your eyes
Reflects the multitude of scar tissue
That have been covered by the skin that hides it
How does one tear down the years
Of low-esteem and still exists
Existence is just that
You exit the body and yet
You still push the mind to function
Function with every day
Disappointments, guilt, pain and anger
But you tell yourself to keep smiling
Smile pass it all, no one knows
Just keep it between you and God
Keep smiling and tell yourself
It’s going to be okay
Just act like IT doesn’t exist

This was written by a guest writer who happens to be a dear from of mine. Thank you friend. :)

Free Spirit

I am a free sprit
Always have been
Free like the blowing wind...
The breeze you feel on your skin

I am meant to float among the clouds
To stand out in the crowds
I dance to the beat of my own drum
I’m the only one who knows the songs I hum
I am like a bird that lives to fly
Like a crack head who loves to get high
Clipping my wings fills me with rage
I’m a free spirit not built to be grounded or caged

My True Essence

A Kiss... Where it All Begins

They say kisses don’t lie
It’s the start of my sexual high
A good kiss is where it all begins...
It shows why we’re lovers instead of friends


A deep, wet or gentle peck
Placed on the back of my neck
The spot that leaves my insides burning
Hot, bothered and yearning

A light brush of your lips on my collarbone
Ignites my pilot and sets the tone
Fills me with passion and desire
My body is sparkling like a hot live red wire

A tongue traveling down the middle of your back
All the way down to my butt crack
Planting kisses on my well sculptured cheeks
Causing my nipples to peak

A kiss… where it all begins

My True Essence

Thursday, March 12, 2015

Caged Mind

You’re not blind but you still can’t see
You’re not chained but you’re still not free
You’re being held hostage by the restraints in your mind...
Controlled by those who hurt you and treated you unkind


You don’t know how to love so you survive on hate
It keeps you on edge and always in a defensive state
You won’t let anyone break down your protective wall
So there’s no one there to help you up whenever you fall

You wear a mask to hide all of the hurt and pain
You shed tears but hide them by standing out in rain
Hoping the cleansing will wash all your problems away
Free you of the demons using you as their prey

You’re afraid there’s a thief coming to steal your dreams
The thief is out to destroy and break you down it seems
So your fear has kept you grounded and afraid to spread your wings
One day you’ll have to free your mind and face whatever life brings

My True Essence

 

Self-Talk

For years I have been a victim to my own negative self-talk Tripping myself up every time I tried to move forward in my walk Letting...