Wednesday, February 25, 2009

I Used To

This one stemmed from me singing I Used To Love Him by Lauryn Hill so I used that as my first line but then I didn't like where it was going so I changed it slightly and TA DA...Enjoy!


I used to know you like the back of my hand

And now here I stand dropped jaw

At who you are

Who you’ve become

And it’s not becoming of you

It’s like you’re unraveling

And for the first time I can’t be the glue that binds you

And for the first time I don’t even want to

I don’t wanna be the solution to your problems

Wreck my brain in an attempt to solve them

You’re on your own

I came to this conclusion

When your voice took on a brand new tone

And I was stuck in place

As I stared at you and tried to remember your face

But nothing came to mind

And the charm that once captivated me

I could not find

And I’m ok with that

As I’m granted the chance to scratch

Your name off my list of people to care about

Leaving an opening to care a little bit more about me

And in that instant I’ve been set free

And the taste left in my mouth is bittersweet

As I think of what used to be

You and me

Perfect symmetry

Complimentary

Kisses that lingered long after they ended

Sessions of love making that left me winded

This is what once was

All that remains?

A lost love

Friday, February 20, 2009

Lights Out

So by now we've all heard of the Chris Brown and Rihanna scandal. It's unfortunate but I'm not passing judgment on any of the parties involved but this poem that will follow was inspired by the picture of Rihanna I saw that shows her injuries. By no means if this a reflection of how I think their relationship was, it's just what I took from the picture, as if I wasn't looking at Rihanna but instead at one of many name less woman who are victims of domestic violence.


Huddled in the corner in a fetal position

Shadow cascading over me

Belonging to my executioner

As he gets ready to deliver that final blow

And in that instant I know I made a mistake

As I’m wiping the blood from my mouth

I know he’s my chosen fate

Because I couldn’t walk away

Because I chose love over being safe

And now I’ve chosen the date that’ll follow my birth date

That’ll be chiseled on the marker to my grave

Because I chose not to save my own life

Because I chose to be obedient rather than fight

And now I’m fighting for my life

But it’s too late

Who am I kidding?

After being his punching bag

“Bitch, all you do is nag!”

And being his door mat

“You ain’t good for shit but laying on your back”

Now he’s supposed to let me leave?

If he has it his way it’ll be in a body bag

And not on my own two feet

Why didn’t I break free?

I stuck around and let him break me

Chip teeth

Bruise knees

Get it over already

Put me out of my misery

Please kill me




Thursday, February 19, 2009

Welcome

I created this blog to challenge and encourage myself to write.

I wrote my first poem in the 7th grade as part of a class assignment. I don't remember the poem now but I do remember that it garnered a good grade but that was the end of my writing career because I just wasn't interested in it. But in the 10th grade I had a substitute teacher who was a poet and something happened in the week that she covered my English class that ignited a desire to write poetry. And from then on it's been on!

Not a lot of people even know I write poetry. I've shared the things I've written with even fewer people because it's my craft, what I consider my talent, that's for my entertainment. I have no desire to publish anything or make a career out of it, it's just my fun, my release, my therapy when needed, my outlet for expressing extreme joy or devastating pain.

But this blog for me will hopefully get me back into writing regularly. I can't recall the last time I wrote a poem, it's definitely been a few months. Ideally I would like to post daily but more realistically it'll be weekly and I want to post new stuff, not dig back into the archives and post something I wrote years ago. That's where the challenge comes in.

If inspired by something, I'll share that before posting my latest so...

Read, enjoy, share, critique...I'll take it all.