I'm Home
Thinking about all the people I wanted to be, and settle for one person in reality of the real me.
Every since I was an little girl
I dreamed of being somebody
All I ever wanted was love
Get it L-O-V-E simple isn't it
No these men don't want just any kind of love
they want petite shapes, firm butt, round breast,
long natural hair, ambitious minds, mother to an child,
women that allow disrespect is good for them
when everything is not right at home in their marriages
they look for women who is weak and have nothing to lose
their only exception is lust and greed
they set these women up for failure
in my youthful days I've seen mothers to cousins
friends to neighbors, strangers to celebrities
go through brokenness
every time my eyes locks with a man
he knows he the one that cause this fuel in women
yet he walks away with an smile knowing he got over on her
Let me tell you don't forget the women that experience violence,
being beaten to death, exposed, naked and shame for everyone to see
I've had enough
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THE CLOCK ON THE WALL SAYS TICK TOCK TICK TOCK TICK TOCK LYING ON MY COUCH STARING AT THE CLOCK FOR HOURS I FEEL SO CONFUSED IN LIFE I DID EVERYTHING RIGHT EVERYTHING I WAS TOLD TO DO IT DID IT WITH A SMILE STILL WHY DO LIFE PLAY THESE GAMES WITH ME I RISE UP, JUST TO GO BACK DOWN NOTHING STAY THE SAME NOTHING IS EVER LIKE IT WAS BEFORE THE NEXT TIME AROUND I GO REALITY GLARES ME IN THE EYES SOMEBODY SEEN YOU CRY YOU THOUGHT YOU HAD LIFE IN YOU GRASP ONLY TO SLIDE THROUGH THE TIP OF YOUR FINGER TIPS NOBODY SAY YOU ONLY GET ONE CHANCE YOUR DREAMS ON HOLD YOUR LIFE IN PAST, YOUR NOW PRESENT AND FUTURE IN BAD CONDITION WHEN YOU 30 YEARS OLD YOUR MEMORIES START TO FADE YOU REALLY CAN'T RECALL THE PAST THAT MUCH IT HURT SO BAD THAT YOU CAN'T TURN AROUND TO LOOK ALL YOU SEE IS DARKNESS AND SCARING ISSUES WHY CAN'T I GET OVER THE MADNESS PEOPLE CAUSE ME OR I CAUSED WHY DO I CONTINUE TO LIVE IN FEAR WHILE STRONG HOLDS LEAD MY LIFE I LOOK ELSEWHERE FOR COMFORT I READ THE BIBLE, GO TO CHURCH PRAY, TAKE MEDICATIONS, SMOKE DRUGS DRINK LIQUOR UNTIL MY MIND IS GONE MY PAST KEEPS ME FROM MY NOW PRESENT SUPPRESSES ME TO PUT LIFE ON HOLD FOCUS ON THE PAIN DOCTORS SAYS IT'S ONLY DEPRESSION IT'S VERY COMMON IN PEOPLE TREATMENT IS THE ONLY WAY WHO HAVE CONTROL OVER OUR DEPRESSION DO I HAVE CONTROL OVER MY DEPRESSION OR DO ANOTHER HUMAN BEING HAVE CONTROL OVER MY DEPRESSION OR HOW I FEEL OR HOW I GRIEF MIND SPINNING IN A WORLD POOL DON'T KNOW WHO I REALLY AM YET I SEE VISIONS OF MY FUTURE MY NOW PRESENT IS SUPPRESS WITH THE PAST THE PAST HAS TAKING CONTROL OF MY LIFE ONE DAY AN KNOCK AT MY DOOR THEIR WAS A MAN AND CHILD STANDING AT MY DOOR THEY SAY HELLO MY NAME IS WE LIKE TO KNOW IF YOU WOULD BUY SOME CANDY MY EYES WAS FOCUS ON THE SINGLE FATHER OF THE CHILD AT LEAST I HOPED I REALLY DON'T KNOW IF HE IS SINGLE OR NOT I JUST ASSUMED HE WAS I SAID SURE LET ME HAVE ONE CANDY BAR PLEASE THAN MY DOOR CLOSES WITHOUT FURTHER SAYING MY DEPRESSION CUT OFF JUST FOR 2 MINUTES AT THE DOOR I REALIZED THAT I WASN'T DEPRESSED I WAS LONELY INDEED I LET ALL THE MADNESS FROM MY PAST CREEP UP TAKE CONTROL OF MY NOW PRESENT THAT I COULDN'T SEE I WAS LONELY INDEED FROM THAT DAY FORWARD I STARTED MAKING CHANGES IN MY LIFE I STARTED GETTING INVOLVED WITH THE OUTSIDE WORLD PARTICIPATING IN EVERYTHING I QUIALIFY FOR JUST SO I WON'T MISS AN CHANCE AT SOMETHING LOOK THERE MY HEART BEATS AGAIN, I'M MOTIVATED MORE THAN I EVER WAS I START MAKING PLANS AND GOALS I MET ME AN MAN NOW I'M FINALLY AT HOME.
By Constance Lindsey3 years ago in Poets
Whispering Woods Challenge Winners
Congratulations to Morgan Christy Rickards for their winning Whispering Woods story, Guardian at the Gate. Morgan has been a Vocal creator since February 2021, and this is their first time placing in Challenge — well done, starting with a win! Guardian at the Gate draws evocatively from Welsh tales of the Cantre'r Gwaelod, a lost sunken kingdom between the forest and the sea. Heledd’s dangerous adventure pulls her towards the water but her spirit is anchored in the woods: Morgan’s writing is atmospheric and exciting.
By Vocal Curation Team7 days ago in Resources
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