i can’t stand this
but sitting…
won’t solve it.
the guilt, it won’t absolve it
inner struggle, it won’t resolve it.
but a hug would help…
feeling this at this moment, and it semi-inspired the poem….
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quarter life crisis
i miss someone.
that i’ve never met.
…doesn’t exist.
…i’m pressured to know.
someone i thought,
i never wanted to know…
not in the position to know…
but i’ve heard folks say,
you’re never in the position to know.
someone i’ve dreamed to know…
in my nightmares and daydreams..
that my mama secretly
(but not so secretly)
wants me to know.
but hey, what do i know?
s.k.w.
Sometimes I get to feeling some kinda way. I was going to post some more on the cheater poem, but something else was in my heart today, but I will continue it as the spirit hits me.
i’m feeling
some kinda way
a little angry
a little blue
does that make my aura purple?
just something i am feeling
don’t even know
if it makes any sense,
but what I feel
doesn’t make much sense,
so it fits
and so do we
some kinda way.
cheater.
how can i be mad?
when your mistress…
is a pen.
…sigh
nikki be speaking to me…
This poem accurately describes how I am feeling. Thanks, Nikki G.
CHOICES, by Nikki Giovanni
If i can’t do
what i want to do
then my job is to not
do what i don’t want
to do
It’s not the same thing
but it’s the best i can
do
If i can’t have
what i want . . . then
my job is to want
what i’ve got
and be satisfied
that at least there
is something more to want
Since i can’t go
where i need
to go . . . then i must . . . go
where the signs point
through always understanding
parallel movement
isn’t lateral
When i can’t express
what i really feel
i practice feeling
what i can express
and none of it is equal
I know
but that’s why mankind
alone among the animals
learns to cry