Author Archives : Nancy

Redefined


I am a Queen and so is she. You see, God made us differently. Born with different crosses to carry. I don’t have time to maker her my enemy. When she is praised, I do not look at her with envy. I uplift her, as she does me. Even on the days I look in my mirror and am not…

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Silent Diary


My words are just the tip of what’s really on my mind. The courage to speak my truth is what I’m still trying to find. Each day it gets harder to unveil what lies beneath. But I never let it stop what flows from me naturally with writing. If I told you what I tell my sheets, do you think…

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Unbreakable


All the battles that I’ve had to face inside and the many nights of tears I’ve cried. They have brought me dangerously close to the point where I no longer fear losing you. My long speeches to myself in the mirror have helped me talk some sense into myself, because sometimes I forget. I forget my worth. I have no…

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Loud Mind


Am I seriously just a pretty face with a huge heart? Is love and beauty all I have to offer? Like why is it so hard for me to look past love?      I’ve been leaning so hard on my emotions, but now that it’s winding down, what else do I have to fall back on? What do I…

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Perception


How did you expect me to love you when I was still learning how to love myself? How was I supposed to give you my heart when I was still trying to get it back from someone else? My mind was in disarray and my soul in the clouds. So much hurt and pain. I was disappointed in myself. No…

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Confessions of a Dreamer


My mind, running so many miles per hour; sitting in the midst of others but really somewhere else.Thinking about my life and what I really want. Speeding past dreams, but stuck in this reality of a “we ain’t got time” mentality. So I work, pay bills, dream, and repeat.  My mind, I wish I could run with it. Away from…

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You Can’t Save Me


Oh times where I couldn’t look at myself in the mirror because I hated what I saw. I thought I was fat and I didn’t think I was pretty. I didn’t feel confident in myself. I idolized that girl with the slim waist and fat butt. The girl that didn’t need makeup because her skin was flawless; you know the…

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Unlearning


From the time I was born, I learned. I learned from my mother and father as they raised me to be who they saw fit. Carving out my destiny little by little, comparing me to the next child who was doing very well. Trying to fit me in this shallow box of the world.  I learned from my siblings, turning me…

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