Browsing Category : Creative Words

Risen


I thought I knew who I was Until I met you I didn’t know how far I was willing to go Until I saw the truth I didn’t know there was more of me to come alive, Until that was all I had left to do I dreamed I hoped I wished For you You Everything I made you my…

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The Lesson


I met a man who helped me see myself through his eyes. I chiseled away at my flaws for him. Casting out all my demons. So I could be perfect in his sight. I faced my fears head on for him, Even when I wanted to take flight. I would kick, scream, and fight for him. I would do it…

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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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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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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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