From spoken word to poetry and several other projects. This is just a sample I had pre-quarantine.
This lockdown gave me time to think more about posting it, so here it is.
My heart hurts so with your words, I become scorn,
yet I continue to encourage you as I mourn.
Mourn from the verbal abuse so you leave me no excuse
but to retaliate with factual words to abuse. Abusing you with facts but yet your rebuttal is straight to my character with attack.
And I ask, why so upset about the truth? Own it and discover there is a better you.
Seeing your past as a vision,cutting into your soul, while making a decision,
a decision to make an incision
to release all negatives and demons.
Kill the demons so your semen
will not create a world full of young ones with low self esteem.
Trust the process, but don’t rush the process because time knows best once we are put to a test.
These are words I share with you regardless of your attempts to make me feel blue,
I believe in you even when you have no clue.
Stop making me the enemy for this is just the beginning.
The beginning of a journey you will find with ease, once you cease the attack and find the peace.
~Melanated Words