My Favorite Bedside Monster

It’s just me,

It’s just me that knows what you look like,

When the curtains drawn, and the crowd is gone.

When you take your mask off,

To me you’re still beautiful, to me there’s nothing to be ashamed of,

I see you for who you are, and you’re who I’m proud of.

So tell me,

Tell me all about what they’ve been saying,

Tell me what they think they know,

Cause no one knows, no one knows what you look like,

It’s just me and you.

Now tell them,

Tell them what they want to know, to them you’re a myth,

You’re unreal, I guess that’s why you wear that mask,

But with me you don’t need it,

It’s safe over here,

I love every scar, no matter how deep or how big,

Every time you see me my arms will be open wide, I’ll accept you and every flaw,

I love you for everything you saw and couldn’t speak about,

For every night you wake up in cold sweats shivering, for everything you’ve done,

For the nightmares that still haunt you till this day,

You’re my favorite mistake, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Dance With Me?

I wanna dance through the night,

I wanna dance under the street lights,

On a cold and quiet night,

In an open field,

I want loud music,

I want you looking at me,

I want you to be in awe of me,

Like you used to.

It feels like you can no longer see me like you used to.

Tonight, I wanna dance.

I want to feel the wind on my skin,

Your arms around me,

Our bodies swaying from side to side,

I want to forget everything tonight.

I just want to dance.

I want to dance till the sun comes up,

I want to dance till my feet hurts,

Till I’m breathless,

Till I drop to the floor and everything we have is finally over,

Till you tell me you have to go,

Till I tell you “fine, you win”

Till I tell you it’s okay to go,

Till you can go be with her.

Just give me tonight to dance,

Reminisce on a love that was one’s mine,

I just want to dance with mine.

Mistakenly in love

I didn’t mean to fall for you,

I didn’t mean to love you as much as I do,

You didn’t leave me with much of a choice,

You held me in your arms and refused to let go,

You put me in this position,

I’ve never felt like this before,

I don’t understand what it is I’m feeling,

People call it love, but it feels like heart is about to burst,

From the happiness of seeing you,

And the pain of thinking you’d ever leave,

The happiness of hearing you say you’d love me forever,

The uncertainty, of that being untrue,

From the moment I fell he knew,

He knew he had the power to bring me to my knees,

He had the power, to shatter an already broken heart,

I was in too deep,

I want to say I love you,

But that doesn’t roll of my tongue as often as you would expect,

I love you mistakenly, please understand that,

I haven’t done this before, please understand that,

You have my heart in grid lock, please understand that.

SOMETHING THAT FEELS STRONGER THAN LOVE

Hi, I am back,

Sorry I took so long,

I was too busy trying to feel strong,

And I’m not saying I’m there yet,

What I’m saying is, I’m here.

Now, I know you said you needed me,

But it seems I need you more,

I can’t get you out of my head,

This is starting to feel like a love sand,

Sorry, I mean love song,

But that’s the problem,

I’m hiding my pain, through

Writing what sounds like,

What I think people would like,

And it’s true that I can’t get YOU out of my mind,

But it’s not even like that though, it’s not.

You see I’ve been doing some thinking lately,

Been praying hard lately,

You’d think I’m in some of trouble,

But I’m just asking God to help me see straight,

I’m not loosing my mind or anything it’s just,

You’re driving me insane,

And when I say you,

it’s not like that though, it’s not.

I am standing here saying all these things,

I haven’t even said my piece,

You see usually I’m the smartest person in the room,

But when it comes to you,

I say the dumbest things,

I act like an idiot,

I use dumb idioms

I even say stupid jokes that I don’t even find funny.

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LET’S TALK ABUSE SHORTLY

LET’S TALK ABUSE

Being in an abusive relationship is one thing, but being the abuser is another thing, and then being an abused child? Terrifying! Being abused in general is just horrible.

Obviously, abuse is not a light topic and I could tell you all about it in 500 pages, but here it is in just a few sentences.

Hitting someone else out of anger, with the main purpose to inflict pain in order to pass judgment and reduce your own built up anger is abuse.

Most of the time being in a relationship, and your spouse has annoyed you up to extent that you cannot take it anymore, that annoyance has built up anger inside of you, you’re raging on the inside and you feel like hitting something, what some “normal” people do is to hit the wall or shout or throw something, but because you are self-righteous and an entitled human sledge hammer or soon to be summon wrestler, you decide to remove the itching from your hand unto your victim.

Does it make you feel good? Does it make you feel powerful? Maybe, but it also makes you look stupid, and in all sincerity, uncontrollable, dangerous, and you deserve to be in jail. PERIOD!

And I know some of you will come and shout and say oh but, whoever is doing the annoying should be accounted for, yes we know, shut up your mouth when you see someone’s anger is building up.  But the truth is everybody lacks self-control but y’all don’t want to have that conversation.

All in all everybody needs to learn self control, you can bet I am not the one who wrote the book on self-control because I don’t possess one of those, where can I buy it? But, just because I don’t have one does not mean that I cannot preach on it.

Guys, it’s simple, if in a situation where nobody has insulted or disrespected anybody, and one person is angry, if you insist on talking while upset, please, don’t sound angry, talk calmly and quietly without provoking the other person, try to see things with clear eye, if not someone would leave with a black eye.

 

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KING OF BOYS

King of boys

I am the king of boys,

Wait there while I string you along,

He tell me stay strong now that you are alone,

He said I don’t want to string you along,

Now tell me boy, why you calling my phone,

Why you texting the boss?

It’s been two years since we spoke,

It’s been two years since I saw you with rose,

You said I was too ghetto for you,

Then I lived in the Bronx,

Right now I’m living alone, been flying to Dubai yeah cause I’m grown,

I could lift you out the gutter but you said to leave you alone,

So I’ll leave you alone.

Nudity as a Weapon

Can You Keep a Secret?

Can you keep a secret?

can you give a little more of yourself,

more than you’re willing,

can you keep a secret?

can you listen to me speak, and tell no one about it?

can you hold on to these memories with me?

for me?

can you keep a secret?

No, my secret,

I’ll tell you everything but first,

can you keep a secret?

Inspired by You

Salty kisses,

Falsely reaching,

Met this guy with too much sause to begin with,

Too much distance,

My phones ringing,

Let me find out he got my number from this distance,

No just kidding,

It’s just some guy named Freddy,

How come the ones you choose are never ready,

As usual, I’m staunting in fenty,

Lip gloss dripping,

Lord I pray he catch me fall or something,

He’s walking my direction,

Trying to hold on something,

Just in case he walks passed then I can stop myself from falling,

He’s got a black t-shirt on,

Wonder why he loves that colour,

Crowned it with some white FILA’s on…