Thursday, February 24, 2011

Devil In A Minidress

He's drawn in
By her sweet scent.
But he stands blind
To her true nature--
She is but a beast.
Ugly to the core,
Yet he mistakes beauty
For her form.
He speaks delicately
As not to scare her off.
All while she laughs
And stares off.
Anyone could take his place
Another man, with another face.
It's all the same.
They end in turmoil.
Her ways cause the blood to boil.
She thinks it to be a joke.
It is not God
Who has caused her soul to be broke.
She frollics in the flames
Of her deepest desires.
She draws them all in
With her scant attire
And her honey drip dialect
Nobody can figure out
Where she's from...
Like you she knows
The rights from wrongs.
She knows how to sing
The loveliest songs.
And bring you near
Without any fear.
She's hidden the horns
And the monster within.
And she knows how to mask
The appearance of sin.
And here you are
Caught in her sights.
She's going to have you
When she brings you home tonight.

Untitled

I broke the rules.
I did what I thought I wanted to do.
And now I'm here
Lost.
I don't know what I have to do.
To get back
To you.
You never left me.
Somehow I drifted.
I don't know how I did it.
We were walking through the woods
Hand in hand.
The shadows enticed me
And drew me in
With the allure
That there might be something
Better
Better than me
And better than you.
But there was nothing.
Only a void.
And I was sucked into it.
Our chain was broken.
My hand slipped from your grasp
And I reached and reached...
But you weren't there.
I mistakently blamed you.
"How could you leave?"
But foolishly
It was I.
And so I looked for the lit path.
Again and again
In hopes that I'd find you
And your warm touch
That could arouse emotion
In the deadest soul.
And slowly but surely
You're bringing me back
To life.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Ugh!

I get tired...
Of dealing with these...personalities.
Why don't they ever
Let me be?
Attitudes from altitudes.
I try to be nice, but they're just...rude!
Their words
The most sour vinegar
Yet I constantly sugar coat
To save their world.
Soft egos with hardened appearances.
I have no time for these shallow existences.
Free to stab and jab then flee.
While I stand here bleeding and lonely?
Not on my watch, the times have changed.
And I will not accept it
No matter what your name.

Battle of the Hots

The sun beats my face
With punches of heat
And shoves me with unforgiving breezes.
I love the fight between us.
Sweat drips down my forehead.
You've won this time around.
But wait until I get my AC... ;-)

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Double Standard

There are plenty fish in the sea.
And they have all swam inside your waters.
You let them travel from the Atlantic to the Pacific
Having no intentions that are specific.
You'll allow yourself to float on any wave
Until that one day you can't be saved.
You've set adrift into a world of darkness and don't realize
Cause things always look different through the others' eyes.
I see the old me in you, confusing this thing you have for power.
Forgetting that a girl offers her body every hour,
Not knowing her worth is far greater
Than reducing herself to being a nighlife mover and shaker.
You swim for dear life in the misconception
That you can control your love life through self deception.
Just so you feel wanted, you yearn to be touched.
But to be touched isn't emotional, it's only lust.
And lust lasts but for a moment, and then you're alone.
And until you realize that, your house won't be a home.
Your body, better yet, should be seen as a gift.
Yet you let anyone and everyone sail aboard your ship.
You call it a double standard, "Because men do it too."
But men are simply built differently than you.
While he gives it to you, remember that you receive.
And then think about what it really is you achieve...
They say that when you have sex, you give up a piece of you.
And if that's the case, you've given it all away and that-- you can't undo.

Choices

I think about my choices in men sometimes.
Man...What was I thinking?
Picking up broken pieces,
Thinking I could mend them by being me.
And the whole time he was only thinking about...HE.
Man...what was I thinking?
Picking a boy to be my man?
It's not even a concept he can understand.
Full of regrets of making mistakes
Yet making excuses for the mistakes he made?
Man...what was I thinking?
He never treated me with respect,
Because I didn't respect myself if I chose him...
Choosing the bottom of the barrel
When I'm the cream of the crop...
Man...what was I thinking?
I should've waited on God,
To bring me to the right places in life
Where I could meet that man
To whom I would be his WIFE--
Not his "girl" or his "bitch"
Or just another notch on his belt.
His WIFE.
Man...what was I thinking?
I can do way better than that!

Friday, February 18, 2011

A great day!

Today is a good day. I feel joy. Some days aren't like that. A lot of times there's a dullness there. But I think it's me. I think it's the fact that it's hard to get past certain things in my past. I have to let it go in order to move forward. I already see myself achieving so much, and that is definitely the work of God in my life. I know that, because it's always been hard for me to do things with such a lack of confidence. And I constantly find myself asking Him for strength to get through the day or get through particular events. Because the truth of the matter is that if left to my own devices, I would chicken out! And I have to learn to completely rest and rely on Him because I know He will truly bring me through. So yes, today I'm resting on Him and it has brought me great joy to think about where He has brought me from and where He is directing me to. I feel like this is only the beginning of many great things to come. He has already fulfilled most of my dreams and I'm so thankful. I just need to remain faithful! And while it is hard because there's so many things that distract me, I know that it is worth leaving behind what I know! Yes...today is a great day!

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

PRIDE

Pride will not save you.
Jump now, and do it quick.
Pride will not save you.
Trust in Him to get through it.
Leaning to your own understanding
Never gets you too far.
You've been leaning so long
You don't know who you are.
Because you're not who you were.
And it's not my way to deter.
But in this instance I must and I shall.
Because this is a spiritual battle.
Wake up!
And see the truth for what it is.
It's not just your business.
It is truly His.
He knows what He's doing.
More than we ever did.
That's why the more you fight,
The deeper in the hole you dig.
And yeah, you're smart.
But you'll never outsmart God.
You can search all over
But you'll only end up lost.
Acknowledge His presence
And let Him take control.
Acknowledge His power,
And allow Him to mold
And shape your life
And you will see
Exactly what you were meant to be.
And yes, It may take some time
And we usually don't do well with that.
But there's always reason or rhyme
And we just have to handle that.
Patience is the key
Cause it won't happen over night.
But guarantee you'll see
The sunrise overshadow your night.