All Sides Of Me

Jeans right,
Dunks bright,
fitted sitting on top of the fro.
High-top Chucks and sweats,
hoodie zipped, ready to go.
Pants high-waist,
boots laced,
slid right above the thigh.
Dress tight,
make-up light,
heels four inches high.
Hair curled,
ears pearled,
Shorts hanging to the knee.
True to myself, I'm whoever I want to be,
So don't be surprised when exposed to EVERY side of me.

The Exorcism

Hidden dreams, clouded by visible nightmares.
In dire need of strength,
Praying to God,
please awaken me from this despair.
Fearful of sleep, constant avoidance
of the demons that creep
throughout the crevices of my mind.
Searching for this guardian angel of mine,
but this so called savior,
I cannot find.
Seems that I'm forced to face this struggle alone.
Somehow I must conjure the courage
to defeat this battle on my own.
Now as I rest my head upon this pillow
and drift off into this place called hell,
I am determined,
these monsters must be dispelled.
Preparing myself
for the toughest of confrontation
Out these spirits must be cast.
In order to embrace beautiful dreams,
I must rid myself of the evils
that continue to haunt my past.

Under Contruction

I am UNDER CONSTRUCTION,
In desperate need of reproduction,
unsatisfied with what I have become to be.
Architecture of a better me,
Development of a peaceful self,
Amplification of my self-wealth,
existing in and outside the realms of my mind.
Ridding of the disparity it once confined,
Relying on gratification to take its place.
Creating a self-image that I can embrace,
Finding a way to happiness, redefined.
Welcoming the woman I will become, in due time,
STRONG and POWERFUL, beauty redesigned.

Other Ppl's Happiness

Not a poem [SHOCKER!] but I feel the need to express myself. Whenever I'm feeling down and out, or a little bit distressed, I feed positively off other people's happiness. I cannot begin to express the joy I feel for those who I appear to be happy. When surrounded by happiness and smiles I can't help but enjoy their happiness vicariously. It reminds me that sadness is just a temporary state of being that passes with time. Seeing other happy people let's me know that I to shall have my sheer happiness in due time. Whenever I have a bad day or two,the simple things, such as seeing an adorable picture of a happy couple or a couple holding hands on the train puts a big smile on my face, almost as if their joy is contagious. It's rare for me to be around positive people and not catch on to their positivity. It pisses me off when people who are feeling down feel the need to ruin other people's happiness, as if the whole world should revolve around the fact that they are sad. I feel that happiness is a wealth that should be shared as much as possible. So if you see me around and I appear to a little down and out, send a smile my way, I'd greatly appreciate it.

Breath Of Fresh Air

Stress relieved, I can't complain, as happiness resonates through me. I am finally free. Feelings of pride derived as I stride with my head held high. No need to sigh as life gets better each day that passes by. Can't be broken down, so don't you dare try. Breath of fresh air as with a wish and a prayer all signs of sadness are replaced. Cleansed, renewed, washed of all disgrace. Feeling brand new. Developing into a better person, far more improved. Watch out, I'm not the girl I used to be and may no longer be the girl you used to know. While others are frozen in time, I continue to blossom and grow.

Shhh.....

Don't say a word. Feelings project louder when felt, not heard. Don't utter a single phrase. Let us embrace the moment and be amazed. Silence, don't make a peep. Unspoken words travel further deep. Close your mouth and let conversation travel down south. Just hush, and for once let our bodies discuss. Expression is at its best, the longer we're undressed.

Throwing In The Towel

On the borderline of insanity, disgusted with the vanity that you possess. How dare you be peachy keen, supreme while I'm nothing short of a mess. I must confess this hurts, deeply so. You hold on, ever so loosely, hindering my ability to let go. As soon as I'm able to progress you find a way, ever so simply, to fuck with my mind. Idiotic as I devoted too much time, pissed that while I obsessed, you easily dismissed. Damn how could I have missed you intensely while you ignored me immensely. This grasp I have upon you gets more difficult to bare as I become less convinced that you care. No one deserves this despair. How drastically far we've come from the love we used to share. I refuse to be strung along, sprung off someone that does not believe my all is enough. One can only take so much emotional abuse, I am not known for being that tough. So congratulations, soon the victory will be yours, you will win. A couple more low blows and I'll be forced to throw the towel in.