Mya Francis
Bio
Hello to all my viewers, I have created this platform to share my life experiences of love, self care, growth, and spirituality. I hope you enjoy reading my poems as I continue my journey until the end.
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Stories (10/0)
Mother’s Day
A day that’s supposed to be about love and appreciation instead fills my mind with anxiety. Wondering what kind of gift to buy and if it will deliver in time is just too stressful entirely. “You didn’t ask me what I wanted” or “ You didn’t tell me Happy Mothers Day” haunts me. This pagan holiday is far too much than it’s gotta be. I can’t speak for all moms, but mine is only lovingly when you’re doing things financially. Her self worth is determined by a swipe of a card instead of the way you treat her when times are hard. Doesn’t matter if you always gave a shoulder to cry on or was always a person that she could rely on. If you didn’t get her what she wanted on Mother’s Day, you were treated as a disappointment who never appreciated her anyway. What’s even the point if in the end I get burned? A mothers love should never have to be earned. I didn’t ask to be here, I owe you nothing. Yet I’m jumping through hoops hoping you’d feel something. Through all the endless tears, I’ve chosen to forgive. Yet you remain the same in the way you live. No growing, accountability, or self awareness in sight. But I dare bring a late Mother’s Day gift and it becomes a fight.
By Mya Francis11 months ago in Poets
Queen’s Confession
NOVEMBER 16th, 2020 ; TIME: 4:00 A.M. I picture you in my mind all the time and I melt at the thought of you. Skin is dark chocolate and sweet just how I like it too. Your hands are crafted rough around the edges ,as if there’s a journey you been through ,with muscles stronger than Zeus to pick me up because there is nothing you can’t do.
By Mya Francis2 years ago in Poets
Who Am I?
Who am I? The type of girl that was insecure and wanted more out of the love that she was getting cause she didn’t have enough love to give herself. The type of girl that needed validation and acceptance from the worst type of people because She couldn’t accept herself. Looking in the mirror with her head down cause society said her appearance wasn’t pretty enough when it was up. So she covered up her hair and face so she didn’t have to hear the negative comments that was so fucked up. When I thought back on these times in my life I was like “Damn”! Cause even though that’s who I WAS, that still makes me WHO I AM.
By Mya Francis3 years ago in Motivation
I’ve Met Someone New Pt. 2
FRESHMAN YEAR, SPRING 2020-PRESENT DAY I’ve Met Someone New Pt.2 We’ve known each other for so long to the point where our bond feels so strong, and these feelings don’t feel wrong. The way you make me feel is an emotion like no other. I love how we always take care of one another. Making sure I’m not stressing and always down for protecting. Your never disrespecting and your kisses feel like heaven. Your my safe place and I don’t wanna let you go. You always keep it real with me and always let me know, when you feeling me and love is something that you always show.
By Mya Francis3 years ago in Poets
You’ve Caused Me So Much Pain
FRESHAMAN YEAR, SEPTEMBER 2019- DECEMBER 2019 You’ve caused me so much pain... You’ve taken a piece of my heart and smashed it right in front of me. And I have no way to express my feelings to you. As time passes by, you only drift more and more away from me which makes it harder to even tell you these things. You moved on so quick. Got real bold, it’s sick. Like you didn’t even care about me or my feelings. You even told me you loved me. What was the point? You didn’t even mean it. You said all that you said in the heat of the moment. You made me obsessed with you, only to leave me with my heart in my lap just like before.
By Mya Francis3 years ago in Poets
Life In This Matrix
Living life in this matrix is a difficult task. Feels like everyone around is wearing a personality mask. Hiding their true intentions inside every task. You never know who to trust or who to call when in need. You got "loved ones" but they only call when they got mouths to feed. Then turn around and act like their words ain't more than they actually seem. Every time I turn on the tv, it can feel like an ongoing torture to me. Commercials, tv shows and movies aren't as entertaining as they use to be. Maybe cause I know the truth behind all the lies and fake success that these celebrities make you think was free.
By Mya Francis3 years ago in Poets
My First Ever Love
My first ever love ❤️ I hate that I feel this way about you. Hate the fact that I can’t have you. Lost for words and tongue tied when around you. Ready to risk it all, drop everything to be beside you. I know ur not ready and I respect that. But I’d be lying if I said the fact that your impact on me isn’t a lot and it takes so much to admit that. When I see you once I gotta look again. And then another and another, just to take the moment in. Live for the times I make you smile, make you laugh. Trying to find the right things to say to make that moment last.
By Mya Francis3 years ago in Humans
The One That Got Away
The one that got away..... So tired of the same results. Putting all my energy into these men, it hurts. To see them always walk away. Leaving me in the dust alone. Maybe there's another way. Maybe my heart's way too big for their cage. Maybe I need a way to keep my heart contained. Keep things to myself, don't let my feelings get in the way. Be more heartless. Keep my tears locked away. Stop giving all this energy to the ones who's energy ain't the same. Gotta look in the mirror at myself and say "do you really think you'll ever love the same way?"
By Mya Francis3 years ago in Poets
