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 my own thoughts of my mistakes and shame
Stop me in my tracks and throw me completely off my game

On the outside by looking at me you’d never know

You’d see the dimpled smile and the “fake it to make it” glow
The smile that I was able to turn on and off light a switch
In the blink of an eye without missing a beat or making a flitch

One day I wrote down everything that was running through my mind

I was shocked I hadn’t written down one word that was kind
It was all negative self-talk about my health and physical being
It hurt me to my core because I couldn’t believe what I was seeing

Right then my spirit spoke and I was able to see things clearer

I prayed and made a promise to the woman in the mirror
That I would control all of the negative thoughts in my head
And focus on the awesome person standing in the mirror instead

My True Essence ©

Free Yourself

At some point, you have to Free Yourself…


Free yourself from all of the hurt and pain...
From all the things you let clog your brain

Free yourself from being a prisoner in your own mind
From being unable to enjoy life and unwind


Free yourself from your own restraints
From being miserable and full of complaints


Free yourself from the bondage of your past
From being afraid to let go and be happy at last


Free yourself from being unable to be still and free
Free yourself from being your own worst enemy


My True Essence ©

Pain of Losing Our Black Men and Boys

I am angry, frustrated and hurt from the pain
The pain of our sons and brothers being slain...

Hunted like animals in the middle of hunting season
Shot down in the streets and killed for no reason

I feel the pain of the mother who loss her precious son
Who can’t believe his life was taken before it really begun

I feel the pain of the wife who loss her lover and soul mate
Who knew he was the one on their very first date

I feel the pain of the daughter who loss the one that called her Queen
Who encouraged her to study, be smart and follow her dreams

I feel the pain of the son who loss his best example of being a man
Who taught him to work hard and to always do the best he can

They will never again get to see the rising or setting of the sun
Or grow old while spending time with their love ones

They will never again get to see the joy that comes with living
Or enjoy another food and fun-filled family Thanksgiving

Their lives taken away because of the mere color of their skin
By racists who have a deep rooted hatred for black people within

Equal rights definitely do not mean there are equal rights for us all
The legal system is corrupt and in need of a serious overhaul

The system has clearly failed when video footage exists of a crime
But yet does not even guarantee a conviction and sentencing of any time
These racists who don’t care about the lives they destroy and kill
Have to pay for what they have done to our black men and boys and they will

My True Essence ©

Wings clipped
Faith stripped
Vision blurred
Grounded like a wounded bird
Wallowing in our chosen mess ...
Feeling guilty and stressed
Struggling to deal with our choices
While trying to ignore the internal voices
Saying why are you in this place
Can you survive in this space
So you dig deep, deep down within
And fight your way out of the Lion's Den
When you look at the scars you've earned
You realize there's power in the lessons learned

My True Essence