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things will be better tomorrow

and your words sucked me dry
like hunger pangs playing against my ribcage—
they left me barren and hollow,
with a throat too dry to swallow words of
tomorrow—

    • #poetry
    • #spilled ink
    • #rejectscorner
    • #poem
    • #freewrite
    • #writing
    • #hope
    • #right
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escape (break free)

There is no way out—
until there is and finally,
you find the reason you were anchored all along,
roots tethered to longevity,
longing to stay when it is too late
and time is really an enemy,
reluctantly you meet your demise—
wondering why you wished for it;
time spent and eclipsed by impatience,
hellbent on inevitable endings,
hopelessly—hopeful for more
in the final hour.

    • #poetry
    • #free verse
    • #rejectscorner
    • #spilled ink
    • #poem
    • #blackpoetry
    • #qwoc
    • #writing
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wondering, on a Wednesday

Got me wondering, on a Wednesday, if everyone knew everything—
about me, would anyone still reside in my corner—
would there be anyone left rooting for me to win this time?

    • #questions
    • #writing
    • #fragments
    • #poetry
    • #rejectscorner
    • #spilled ink
    • #qwoc
    • #qpoc
    • #poc
    • #blackpoetry
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may 7th

“I need a day to myself”

Nothing personal,
I’ll just be fighting
the demons
In my head-

    • #surviving
    • #writing
    • #poetry
    • #freewrite
    • #thriving
    • #poem
    • #rejectscorner
    • #spilled ink
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themonotonousmonster:

Me in the mirror, I suppose? #poetry #writing #selfcare
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Me in the mirror, I suppose? #poetry #writing #selfcare

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I found myself praying against the inevitable—but what kind of life is that? If it is of hope, I find solace in believing in something more against all odds. If it is out desperation, I find myself feeling quite foolish.

    • #creative writing
    • #iDisappear
    • #poetry
    • #fragments
    • #rejectscorner
    • #spilled ink
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speak out

Sometimes, I ask myself questions—
halfway expecting someone to
answer them for me.

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    • #poetry
    • #rejectscorner
    • #fragments
    • #black poetry
    • #qwoc
    • #spilled ink
    • #napowrimo
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life can be hypothetical

I just realized it’s going to hurt no matter how this thing goes—and that is life in a nutshell; hurting and growing to ease the questions and what if’s.

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    • #writing
    • #qwoc
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whore

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iamdeeplyrooted:

I am not afraid to be your whore—
and my tongue is never afraid to
implore for more so
why don’t we explore our boundaries, skin to skin, let’s
collapse into each others bodies
let me put your mind ease, love—
I want to be lost at sea in between your legs until my lungs beg for breath from your lips,
I want to live in your lap with my dignity in tact;

Let me be your whore,
I am not afriad to drink you in.
Feel my tongue slither against your warmth,
let it swim the sea I have become lost in.
I want to drown you in ripples,
as you drown me in high tides.
I want you to gasp out my name—
Call me back from your pleasure-ridden sea.

Source: iamdeeplyrooted

    • #i like it
    • #thanks for finishing it
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whore

I am not afraid to be your whore—
and my tongue is never afraid to
implore for more so
why don’t we explore our boundaries, skin to skin, let’s
collapse into each others bodies
let me put your mind ease, love—
I want to be lost at sea in between your legs until my lungs beg for breath from your lips,
I want to live in your lap with my dignity in tact;

    • #sexetry
    • #poetry
    • #writing
    • #open for someone to finish this
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helpless

Do you ever just feel…helpless?

I am feeling a multitude of emotions and the only thing I know for certain is bills have to be paid. Companies don’t want sob stories, they want money and it won’t come out of thin air. If only it grew on trees—I would weave it into all your dreams; I just hope I can breathe life into hope again.

    • #i need money
    • #i have a job but its not enough
    • #writing
    • #life
    • #money
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Finals week. Then I will post a few excerpts :)

    • #writing
    • #progress
    • #selfpublishing
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