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Give yourself free range but also be patient. Its hard to feel inspired, especially during these times...
Having so much to do, yet doesn’t really help when you don’t have the will to do it. Things will change. Apply yourself tomorrow, but remember to be patient with yourself as well.
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Sinking
I’ve been out of it;
Out of everything.
And quite honestly, I simply don’t have the energy to do anything.
Life isn’t the same anymore;
trying to give myself a purpose and remain on the surface;
but, lately, life is feeling a bit worthless.
I know, I know... What the fuck am I thinking!?
life isn’t the same, I feel like I’m sinking.
I promise, I’m trying to do everything but I can’t stop thinking...
I mean, tell me what would you do,
if your brother is no longer living?
Celebration
Where’s the celebration?
Trying to level up with work and get my education.
I’m slowly losing my shit trying not to quit.
Life.
Now, I don’t feel alive; all the while, I am trying to survive.
Where’s the celebration?
Swerving lanes trying to get to my destination;
90 miles per hour and there’s no estimation.
But, to be quite honest, I’m only here for reclamation.
Without any hesitation, I ask again...
Where the fuck is the celebration?
Faceless Demons
If you must, put a face to your demons.
But, you must begin to heal; so that one day, love is close enough to feel.
If you must, put a face to your demons.
After many seasons do it for one reason; YOU.
The pain lingers. The knot in my throat continues to apply pressure; feeling like I’m only suffocating in my own sorrow and guilt.
Everything that I believed in and fought for, no longer makes sense.
Who am I to you?
Nothing but a woman that was never bonded with words, actions, or even marriage.
That very day, I knew you weren’t going to stay...
That very day, I knew that you would say...
“Im leaving because I have to live for me and only me”
The pieces of my past continue to haunt me. When I feel like I’m doing better, I realize how much more fucked up I’ve gotten as a person. I don’t hurt anymore, instead I feel numb and angry! I’m slowly slipping away- don’t know if that’s good or bad?
I’ve been abused so much, I can’t even decipher when I am being hurt or loved.
I think I miss being 19.
Waiting for the 117 Metro bus on Century coming back from Target and Wingstop in Inglewood.
I miss joking and laughing about the most mundane things.
I miss who you were at that given time; the way you smiled and your eyes glistened.
I miss listening to oldies and thinking about the endless possibilities.
It’s 2009 and things were different.
I remember being hopeful about love and success...
I think I miss being 19.
I loved you for all the wrong reasons. I was alone and afraid. I was hurt and broken. You loved me even when I was damaged.
It’s that time again. I’m not talking about late night, midnight either, well that too. But, more so, that time of the month. Where I’m emotional and feel psychotic. I feel like crying, yelling, and laughing (all at the same time).I’m cramping and I have weird cravings. I feel lonely and neurotic. Hey, it’s that time again. I’m bleeding but I’m not dying (atleast not yet). I’m tired but I’m awake...it’s that time again; the first day of my cycle. Oh, isn’t it great to be woman? I mean who else bleeds out their vagina and remains alive?... Did I mention, it’s that time again?
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I falter from the person you’ve created in your mind. I’m just an illusion of what I used to be... a good girl with a good heart incapable of any harm.
I’m such a bitch.
I can be mean, especially when I’m triggered.
I have this bad habit of allowing my emotions control my actions; I act on impulse and my mouth has not filter.
I tend to say things that I end up regretting like “Fuck you I don’t need you” or “We can end this and act like it never happened” when I don’t mean those things but it’s the mean girl in me that acts like she’s tough...
The thing about this “meangirl” she’s fragile, sensitive, soft, and sweet. Damaged by previous heartbreaks but still capable of loving... she just doesn’t quite know it; I don’t want to be a meangirl anymore I just don’t know how to stop it!
I’ve lost my fire and desire along with myself. I don’t know who I’ve become but it’s frightening. I’ve lost myself and I don’t know where to begin on finding who I once was... I’ve lost sight of my purpose and desire for my passion; I’m hurt but I don’t know how to surrender.
You’re more deserving that what I give... I’m reckless and in the path of self destruction; the bad memories of my past still haunt me, wishing I should’ve did better but it feels as though time only has made me worse? Hurting because pain is all I know... Love has never been so blurred; love is something I don’t know. I am not who you think I am, through my evil past, I’ve become a monster.
I don’t know love; I know only the idea of it... but the Pain, i know all too well. The hurt from the lies and deceit, the pain from the cheating and the abuse, I’m no stranger. I don’t know love; I know only the idea of it... I know pain and I haven’t felt that from someone in a long time, pain that triggers self destruction. I don’t know love and perhaps that’s why I’ve been hurting myself because all I know is pain.