Blackgirl

For those who go through dark days they can't share or explain, my heart is with you. They ask ''how are you?" you smile your heart beats loudly like the talking drum your hands shakes a little because how do you say ''I'm dying slowly  my days are filled with emptiness, sadness and months with lows I struggle to breathe sometimes my chest tightens too and i think it might never end" How do you explain that your life is whirring past and you are barely hanging on that you feel emotions you can't explain and thoughts you shouldn't have that your mind is numb and your heart distant  Like you are walking alone in the forest at night afraid, heart palpitating no light in sight your voice echoing back Uneasy because monsters lurk That running leads to dead ends so you stay lost and wandering in this place of nowhere But instead you bolt your feelings in Smile and say  i'm fine and...

She had the strength of her ancestors Force field of those who have come before Brave, powerful women who broke glass ceilings for me to be here Gone above and beyond what was expected Proven that our bodies belong to us Refused to be pegged down They stand here with me, leading me through open doors Their words and actions reverberating my marrows Filling my blood with endorphins My mothers are here They circle me, the bond unbroken Hearkening to their voices, channeling this rage This pain, the bruises and scraped knees from begging Slumped shoulders from the weight of patriarchy It is time to rise to use this pain to fight Fighting for all that I will be For me and those to come The strength of my mothers who fought  for I will wage war So that my sisters coming do not have to I will scream, Blood and bodies may lay To cleanse tomorrow The freedom of the personhood of my...

I see you standing Peeping, wondering if you should come in Come in by all means do But be aware that this place is A place of fire and fury Burning down holds of disloyalty, lies and shattering the souls and heart of men This place also holds love and tender care   But do not be deceived by this beautiful Palace It is not all butterflies, it is also of destruction and explosion Consuming all in its wake A place of broken glasses and bloody noses Be prepared to be knocked off your feet too For unimaginable treasures lay in your wake Dearest, please do not come in if you are not ready to behold this magnificence For once in there’s no going back You lay trapped in this world or be prepared to leave with deep set bruises as spoils of war