This piece was written by a friend of mine. I hope you enjoy it!

Heyyy can u get away ??? I want u to have a hangover from the ecstasy I give u that leaves u suprised when u think of how u behaved as my fri sex slave, now on the kitchen table so I can eat these pinapples off ur stomach and suck the juice from ur navel as u bounce around in a look of shock because u forgot how to say the word stop. Now I like the fact that ur head is tilted back as I stuff ur slit full of fruit cocktails then I slip a spoon into u to eat my tasty treat as u shake ur head and say boi ur a dammn freak but still shakn from the rules we are breakn so I snake my tongue into ur mouth to let u taste what I dare not waste as u drag me on top pulling on my cock until u hear that wet click that's made when pussy let's in dick. We in a sex fight that neither wants to lose, ur ass cheeks are sore my knees are bruised but dammn its worth it because my balls are spanking ur clit while ur uterus yells out ohh shit we about to have a flash flood up in this bitch from all this illegal love ur body is getting. Shhhh, I'm not gonna tell a soul what I did to ur hole just hit me when u want another filthy fantasy rich in cummm to explode and unfold !!!!

Black Women

I wish you would admire your strength like "WE" do.
I wish you would see your strength like "WE" do.
I wish "WE" wouldn't ever take your strength for granted
I wish "WE" wouldn't ever see your strength and fear it.
I wish "WE" could always be as strong as you are always.
I wish "WE" could always be the reminders of what your strength has produced.
 
 
Note: A friend of mine sent this to me and I wanted to share it.  Thanks Counselor. :)

The Mirror

I’m looking in the mirror wondering who’s this stranger staring back at me

Gone is the reflection of the person I adored and used to be

It’s been replaced with an image of someone I don’t even recognize

My smile is there but it doesn’t quite reach my eyes

My eyes show all the pain and hurt in my heart

The weight of all the things that is tearing me apart

When did I lose my footing and fall into this bad head space

I keep falling and can’t seem to get out of this horrible place

The one good thing about trouble is that it don’t last always

So I will keep fighting and fighting until one of these days

When I look in the mirror I will like what I see looking back at me

When....

When I can’t tell my days from my nights or the moon from the stars

When I can’t imagine living free, not hiding behind these ugly scars

When I can’t hold my head up and be proud of things I've done

Then I'll know, I'm fighting a war that can’t be won

When my friends turn their back on me and walk away

When I'm too ashamed to fall down on my knees to pray

When I look in the mirror and can’t stand who I see

Then I'll know, I don’t have any fight left in me

When I've done all that I can possibly do and then some

When I don’t have any words to pray, I find a song to hum

When I finally realize that trouble don’t always last

Then I'll know, this too shall pass