Happiness, Heartaches, and Everything in between

Words are my weapons of choice to fight the demons of life.

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My name sounds like warm honey
dripping from your lips
Your voice does pirouettes, 
spinning, dancing in the alcoves
of my temporal lobe
it xylophones across my mind.
My Mine, 
you make three syllables sound like a lifetime

Day Eight: Three Turn Ons

  • TransparencyThe whole mystery thing doesn’t do much for me. I’m not saying I want transparency from the beginning, but the possibility of it is enough to keep me around. I’m not a fan of surprises when it comes in the form of all of a sudden seeing someone for who they really are after falling for the person they made me think they were. 
  • Loyalty. I’m sure this is self-explanatory. I have a history of people who leave, it would be wonderful to have some loyalty in my love life.
  • Self-Confidence.To put it painfully bluntly, that shit is sexy to me.

Day Seven: Four Turn Offs

  • Dishonesty.
  • Disrespect of any kind, towards anyone.
  • Lack of passion towards anything. (I fall in love with passion.)
  • Poor presentation of self. 


Day Six: Five People Who Mean A Lot To Me (In No Particular Order)

  • My grandma
  • My mommy
  • My little brother
  • My little sisters 
  • SMV

The still in the air 
won’t last much longer
it will be shaken by the reality
that this world of ours 
this world within these walls
isn’t the only world we are engulfed in
our Nirvana will stay
as we go
forced to live with it’s distant cousin, 

The still in the air 
it won’t last much longer
but I still want to lay here
because asleep beside me
is nothing short of beautiful, 
of the embodiment of the precise moment when dawn meets day

GOD conducts an orchestra of sunlight
as the rays of this morning
dance across our already sun kissed skin
tiptoeing across the plateau of her being, 
careful not to cause an early rising
we are left here together, 
beneath this amber ambiance 

I can hear my creator whispering, 
"Here she is, 
everything you’ve asked for, 
This is her, 
she’s fragile right now
so don’t put too much weight on it, 
instead just wait on it.”

Day Five: Six Things I Wish I’d Never Done

  • Rushed to go to college.
  • Done everything I was supposed to do, and never left room to do what I wanted.
  • Wasted time.
  • Endangered my heart in the process of saving others.
  • Taken too long to forgive. 
  • Said “I love you”.

Waking up to you was like hearing channel ORANGE for the first time
I’ve been Thinkin Bout You,
Dreaming of the Sierra Leone between your thighs
of the love I could use as Fertilizer in your heart
of the Pyramids we could build together
and the ones we could move in the name of “us”

This could be a Sweet Life
We could be like Super Rich Kids without a care in the world
dancing on the rooftops of mansions with smiles and giggles more bubbly than the champagne we clumsily pour
overfilling our glasses and hearts with this top shelf, gold topped, love
But it’s Not Just The Money, 
perhaps the affinities we hold are of supreme value

"This ain’t no love thing", we’ll say
But love, I’ve got a Jones for you
Be my Pilot Jones,
Let’s get lifted
You roll, 
I’ll spark
We’ll ash these exes
You’re my Crack Rock
I could get high off your White fault lines
your smile lines
the lines in your palm that match mine

This is divine, no Bad Religion,
I’m your Monk, your body is my church
I’m a slave to your Pink Matter, 
and as a matter of fact, 

I would Forrest Gump run to you
if you were ever Lost
Near or far, baby, you’re my Golden Girl

Day Four: Seven Things That Cross My Mind Often

  • Life - if I’m going about this right.
  • Love - if I’ve ever really been in it.
  • Exes - if they walked away better or worst because of me.
  • Family - if they truly understand and feel the love I have for them.
  • My wrongs - if I have made them rights.
  • My mistakes - if I learned from them
  • College - if it’s even worth it.

Day Three: Eight Ways To Win My Heart

  • Tell me you won’t make a fool of my heart … and really mean it.
  • Show me your sentiments. I don’t want to hear it, I want to feel it.
  • Don’t lie to me… ever.
  • Listen. Listen without the intent on rebuttal. Listen for the sake of taking me in. 
  • Let me in.
  • Be unapologetically yourself.
  • Want me and don’t ever let that be up for doubts. 
  • Know the beauty in silence, but the thorns that line words unsaid.

Day Two: Nine Things About Me

  • I am a love poet that has begun to question it’s very existence.
  • I am a workaholic, but not by choice. 
  • There are many days when I beg for mediocrity, I curse these bones for giving me the strength to be more.
  • There are more nights when I look around at all I have, and all I’ve been and I am thankful for the burden and blessing of success.
  • I am more thankful for my burdens and pains than my success because they are exclusively mine, and they broke me … only to make me.
  • My belief in everlasting love has never been so weak.
  • Even though I know that reality is otherwise, I spend a lot of time consumed in loneliness. 
  • Depression still has a hold on the throat of my happiness, I’ve just learned how to breathe through it.
  • I know some of my friends better than I know myself, but I’m working to change that.

Day One: 10 Things I Want To Say To Ten Different People Right Now

  • The end doesn’t justify the means … or in-betweens. Perhaps they aren’t even related. The abrupt end of what we built doesn’t take away the strength of it, more so, it simply put an end to everything. Walking away does not negate the times I stayed, it only negates the possibility of forever.

  • I honestly don’t know where I would be without you. You haven’t just always been there for me, you’ve always been a key catalyst in my growth. There is no way I could ever repay you for everything you’ve done, but I hope my continuous friendship is a consolation. I appreciate you and look forward to continuing to grow with you.

  • I pray that one day you’ll understand why I can’t be there as much as I’d like. My fleeting and inconsistent physical presence in your life does not in any way reflect my affinities. My love for you goes beyond the brevity of our lives and time spent together. You are my heart, I carry you everywhere I go.

  • You became my muse in a matter of a week, but I haven’t written in three. There are times when I miss you, not just for the poems but for the comfort we found between our souls.

  • Waking up next to you was comparable to a childhood Christmas morning.

  • The facts still remain, you lied and left. No amount of conversation or apologies will ever change that.

  • Keep your head up, nothing is worth losing your smile. 

  • I regret not choosing you. I knew I had a choice to make and I took the easy route. I knew I wasn’t ready to hold the weight of being yours, I wasn’t at your level yet. I was afraid I would never be good enough for you, so I settled. I settled, and I regret it. I wish we could pick up where we left off but you deserve someone who would never choose another over you. 

  • I always knew you could be the man you’re finally becoming. I am so proud of you for recognizing your full potential and working towards it. You are going to be a great man.

  • I know it’s hard sometimes, but all you need to do is take a deep breath and understand that nothing is as bad as it seems. 

I hope this poem is swords to your psyche and daggers to your destruction.

I hate when people say they feel depressed as if it’s some sort of fleeting emotion that comes and goes as it pleases.

Depression is so much more than a passing raincloud or a bad day here and there. Depression is a war with endless battles. There is no beginning or end, it is ever flowing, ever present. Depression isn’t like hunger where you can feed it or starve it, it exists independently, relying on nothing and no one for strength to remain. Depression remains, even when the rain and thunder stops, it still lingers in the air.

You can’t just feel depressed one day and be cured the next. But, I’m in no place to police other people’s emotions so carry on… and I hope you find the strength you need.

Love really isn’t as rare as we perceive it to be.

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