#candisimone

[browngirlknowledge]

Over The Bridge You Go

I saw you flowing in the wind.

Wondering where you were going,

I followed.

You looked so beautiful with your brown covering.

You looked so free-spirited,

it gave me chills.

I never witnessed the wind complement anything for a while.

You begin to lose your flow.

You’re slowing down and I see that you’re falling to the ground.

You try to keep up in order to reach your destination.

Seeing you continue to flow brought a smile to my face.

Much like the wind that continues to push you forward,

I tried to stay connected.

I began to notice our surroundings and see there is a bridge.

You must notice it too,

but you’re still going ahead.

A big gush of wind flowed through my hair,

then hitting you.

My eyes follow your movement as you go into the air and go over the bridge.

I looked down,

worried of your current state.

You landed softly on the water.

Now floating down the bay,

I understand the meaning of “letting nature take its course.”

[browngirlknowledge]

I was always jealous of the sun. It shined brightly and was loved by plenty.

I also felt sad for it. Though it’s needed by everyone, a lot of people tend to despise it because of its heat and brightness.

I relate to the sun because I shine brightly and people believe it to be blinding. I’m need for some and they shy me away.

And lastly, when I’m not there, they tend to miss how I’m that one thing that can be the light to their darkness.

[browngirlknowledge]

Lova Boy

Smell so sweet,

So clean,

Like honey dripping from a fresh honeycomb.

Voice soothes my nerves as if ice cream

touched them softly.

Your touch is chilling but nice.

My skin smiles from your presences like a new

Born baby seeing its mother walk in.

At morning you kiss me slowly,

But at night you love all on me.

Lova boy here,

Lova boy there,

My Lova boy is a Lova man.

He loves me everywhere.

[browngirlknowledge]

Die

He called me beautiful.

He also said he loved me,

Just not more than her.

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[browngirlknowledge]

See me tonight.

Will you see me tonight?

Even after all of my bullshit,

Will you still hold me tight.

Forget all my nonsense.

I need you.

I cry.

Can we put the past behind us.

Don’t got to do me right,

Just please hold me tight.

Will you see me tonight?

[browngirlknowledge]

DayDreamers?

Daydreaming is one word to me.

Its not something that I do out of excitement.

Its something that takes away the pain I feel on a regular daily basis.

I day dream to escape from those that made reality too painful.

Why is the reality we are forced to be apart of the way it is.

Why is it that when people say "be more realistic" they low-key mean "stop dreaming to big."

"Stop thinking so high."

"Lower you expectations."

I don't even have the strength to dream big anymore.

[browngirlknowledge]

Tell me?

Has anyone ever made you so mad to the point you were confused? It was someone you cared for too much. Someone you loved with all of your heart. Someone you put first in your life. They weren't even in the same category with anyone else because you believed they were too damn special to be in a category with anyone else. That person you treated so highly, hurt you so easily. You were always second in their life, compared to anyone else they encountered. You don't know what to do. Whether for forgive them and move on, or just move on. You thought that ignoring the situation would make it better because you believed you'd just forget. This was understandable until that one night you just started to cry. When your tears fell down your face, you understood.

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Third parent

Being the oldest child never meant that it was our job to watch our younger siblings.

To protect them and love them, I will always do but to act as a third parent is ridiculous.

When I was born, my birth certificate didn't have a list of job requirements.

It did not say I was to be a third parent to kids I didn't give birth too. Sounds immoral to think this way but all the pressure on our backs is not fair.

Its painful to have to be right all the time.

To have to not make no mistakes just so they grow up right. I don't want you to follow in my footsteps.

I know how I can be and how I want to act.

Don't be disappointed when I fail the job you gave me without pay.