I never looked back since the day i left 

Don’t know why it took so long

I guess emotions got the best of me

Caught up in his mind i didn’t have time to realize he was hurting me

As time went on i came to my sences

See the arguing was not that bad 

And crying didn’t make me that sad

It was the fact i let someone take control of me other than me

Begging and pleading that he would change

Saying over and over again

The three little words that i wanted to hear

But realize it didn’t mean not a thing

So i packed my things

And i never look bak since the day i left

Africa, the land of beautiful

mountains and streams.

the birthplace of the first human beings

Beautiful empress on this earth

all women are beautiful and that’s true.

Smooth skin, bright eyes, long hair,

special, divine, astonishing beauty

and alot of virtue.

I respect and admire all females

that respect themselves

those who live within principles

and are not under the material spell.

Love yourself because you are beautiful

and be proud of who you are

uphold good principles in life

and dont worry about the fast car

you could only reach but so fr with a motor vehicle,

but good deeds in life

will help cleanse you of all evil.

-Quincy Truman

Drafty and strange, the walls candy edifice rise

Alone at last will try to be strong or sure –

If not now then when

There are plaster peaks reaching out the walls

From four sides a perfect square – to keep me

Safe in one place

I feel bad

I need someone to talk to

I am hurt I need someone to talk to

How are you going to react if I talk to you?

You do not only have to listen

I want you to talk too

Will you say it is alright when it sure isn’t?

Will you tell me i told you not to do it……. when you did it?

I think you are going to tell me to stop crying….

The tears are going to fall down even harder, stronger

I just need someone to talk to.

Sour, catchy, and not too good

It is not done yet

Soft, warm, soothing, and over long

That is when I get happy

Textured, relaxed, and a little thick

Bumpy but still smooth

Stink, rare, but i still yearn it

A passion to be afraid

What is he going to think?

Thumbing everlasting drops

Wet, soaked, but i do not want to go home

Gushy, irritating, and not comfortable

Flowerlike, muddy. dizzy

A loud outstanding noise

Color

Hard, dry, smooth on top

Scared, wondering why  you are watching

When it is not done…..

Cold brick on my lip

Used air of the world

It feels like home

Feels like I am somewhere else

I am so happy i got m hair done today!

I’m gonna

reach, reach for the highest stars above

I’m gonna

seek, seek out the dreams of my past ambitions

my past necessities

my past abilities

I’m going

going through dreams of past mysteries

my past miseries

gone

no more

I’m done

done running from the enemies of my mind

I’m free

free to now realize the truth reality

the truth of being me.

Such a delicate flower,

vulnerable with passion,

like blossoms blooming with such soft beauty,

its wide open peddles stretching its golden wings,

showing off its remarkable beauty,

spreading such a unique aroma,

dancing in the wind as the pollen spread its love to all