Endless Stream Of Unrefined Words.

Not sure I'd be leaving any time soon,the bars of iron are stronger than my frail mind can bend, the prison stench strong enough to dampen my thoughts. Oh my *sigh*,I might be stuck here longer than my flesh can take. Stuck behind these bars of feigned impossibilities. The only voice that constantly speaks to my head multiplies the feelings of emptiness I already drown in. Nothing good can come out of me I guess. I know I should be something more, I just know it,but how do I go about it. Darkness has flooded my foresight,my future is empty,I have nothing to build into it,not even Lego's. Oh but if I could stretch my mind coupled with my somewhat buried GOD endowed capabilities I could unlock this prison door. Now I'm stuck, stuck because I let negativities spewed out from supposed friends mouth drown my worth, Stuck because I allowed what everyone said about me build a sph...

Heart of Stone

We've all had our unfair share of heart breaks; the now or former little pieces of your heart shattered all about. But what concerns me is what you did after that... Did you use the temporal glue of revenge on your Ex to rush into something else while unhealed or did you use inferior materials of love to pump your heart back up. Yes my heart has been broken before; while I was 16 and I feel you judging and questioning me, it was real,maybe not as deep as I understand love to be now; but I'd rather be with him talking about how the sun shines perfectly and making videos of us brushing our teeth. It was not till after this I understood why parents urge their offsprings to wait till they are old enough, not that age makes your heart resistant to heart break but then you're well aware of the damaging effects. I know I wasn't a trophy girlfriend back then as all that bothered me was my next shortbread moment; but he was lax too. When I fall in love it's inte...

Letter to Marriage

Like every typical girl i've imagined my wedding day, but more so my life as a married woman. I'm certain i'd meet a man who like me would want an uncommon wedding, one that wouldn't allow for the vanity of African parents.

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