Piano

Black and white notes

Never sounded more soothing

A soft, upbeat melody,

A somber symphony,

Strikes your soul in the best way

Oh, I’ve fallen in love,

In love with this feeling of freedom

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Summer In Florida

I bid thee Florida’s hot days, and hot nights

Cool treats and cool drinks unlike any other

When the sun sits high in the sky,

There are no worries about the future

Bask in the delightful warmth,

Go where the sand meets the cool ocean

Find joy and love in unlikely places

Music drifts wherever you go,

Dance until your soul is free

Summer is like no other here,

June, July, August, three months of warm fun

Nothing can beat summers in Florida!

The Eternal War

I’m stuck

Between these two forces

They’re called “Self-hatred” and “Self-Love”

They’ve been at war

Since I was little

And now I think

In this recent battle,

Self-Hate has won,

Over and over and over again

I cherish the small victories

Self-Love has won,

But how long will it be

Before Self-Hate consumes me

Completely?

This eternal war

Will be the death of me

Juxtaposition

I woke up this morning, the sun illuminating the confines of my room.

I got ready for work, wearing an impeccable dress suit and killer heels

I ordered a coffee from a cafe, bustling and warm

The line was long, and the barista made my coffee with a charming smile,

Even though I took three minutes to decide what I wanted.

I hailed a cab to work and made it to the conference just in time.

The board listened to me, my boss nodded encouragingly –

And I deserved this. Years of school, years of hard, honest work

Got me the respect, the recognition, the life I deserve.


 

I woke up this morning, the sun illuminating the confines of my room.

I got ready for work, wearing an impeccable dress suit and killer heels

I ordered a coffee from a cafe, taking a few minutes to decide

And the barista joked loudly about how long women take to make decisions.

The men behind me snickered and agreed.

As I hailed a cab, a man passed by me

With a disgusting catcall and wolf whistle.

I made the conference meeting just in time,

But the board questioned my every sentence,

And my boss took away every bit of self-esteem I had left –

Criticizing everything from the way I talked to the way I dressed

I did not deserve this. Years of school and hard honest work,

Still did nothing to change the sexist thoughts of these men.

I’m just a woman, too ambitious, too forward, too slutty-looking,

This is not the life I deserve.

Thank You

1 2 3,

Started with a tragedy

4 5 6,

Months of stress, finally, finally, soothed by an angel

7 8 9,


And just like that, our tiny shred of happiness is snatched away

10 11 12,

When will this circle of dread, depression and anger lift?

13 14 15,

This test of faith I must pass,

Or I will surely go mad

this beaten woman I must stand by,

For we have no one else to trust

In this long hour of darkness,

I find comfort in the love and kindness of my teachers, my peers

Thank you for your unending support,

We really need it

If I could hug you all, I would

Thank you, from the bottom of my heart.

Music Comes Alive Once More

A/N: The underlined song titles/lyrics belong to their respective artists!


Seriously, Whataya Want From Me?

I know I’m a Girl On Fire

But Pretty Hurts

I’m afraid You Lost Me

To Ziggy Stardust

So I Don’t Really Care about you

So say Good Morning Heartache

It’s Time for you to go

It’s not my fault so many people Love Me

I might be a player, but I’m not a Penny Lover

I guess it’s in my DNA

But The Closer I Get To You

I say your name Like A Prayer

I’ve fallen in love with the Liberian Girl

I hope she’ll be my Last First Kiss

As we throw Glitter In The Air

I can’t help but think of Cover Girl,

You Make My Heart flutter

I’ve got Nothin’ But Love

For Y’all

 

Birthday

The 31rst is the day I love the most

For I turn 16 on this eerie day

Pumpkins littered around the yard

Graveyards mark the troubled souls

Chilling skeletons hang from the door

A night of true delight and fright

Disguised in jest for candies and cake

While presents lie to open under the black tree

What a magnificent day indeed

Grandpa

Warning: References to death (non-graphic).


March eleventh, twenty seventeen

That was when you left me

Your hugs, your smile, your laugh as well

Why didn’t you tell us you weren’t well?

I’m trying my hardest not to cry

But I hope you’re happy, up in the sky