Poetry

I don't have poetic moments often, but when the muse strikes I like to do a lil somethin somethin lol. Here are my two latest pieces...

Bitter/Sweet
You know, I've said this before, but Imma say it again
I'm tired of lil ass boys pretending to be grown ass men
Tellin lies, makin promises, I swear they all the same
Can't believe a word they say, cuz its probably just game

That may be the case, but you eat it up, in fact you swallow it whole
Tell me this, after a while, doesn't that tune get real old?
You pick and choose what you hear, embrace the good, ignore the bad
Never once taking heed to all the glaring red flags

Well that's not exactly true, I pay very close attention
Aint my fault it's always shit they conveniently fail to mention
Like when they say "I want you" and leave out "but I want her too"
Or when he says he wants a relationship, but doesn't mean with you

Fair enough, you got a point; yes some men omit and twist the truth
But I have to ask a question, exactly how up front are you?
Are you honest about your intentions, make it plain what you want?
Or do you go along with the "program" simply putting up a front?

It aint me, I promise you, these niggas just aint shit
Wouldn't know a good woman if she came and sat on their dick
And I've done my share of that, been the homieloverfriend
Been the wifey, the ride or die chick, that down ass bitch to the end

Hold up ma, you talking reckless fall back for a minute
Sounds like you mad you gave it up with no talk of commitment
Blamin them for your mistakes, and never looking within
Then wonder why every situation has a similar end?

You just don't know, you talking like you aint never there before
You got no idea what I've been through; don't know the things I've endured
I stay bendin over backwards, or puttin my back against the wall
Always having some mans back, but no one's there to break my fall

Don't get it twisted boo I know, trust me I've been where you been
Been disappointed and let down, but I got back up again
I've made mistakes I have regrets and I damn sure aint perfect
But to get where I am today it was all more than worth it
See the real difference between us two is while I played my part
It was about owning up to the role I played in breaking my heart
They couldn't do it by themselves; they only did what I allowed
I took on the job of wifey even though we never exchanged vows
So whose fault is it if I ignore what a man is telling me?
Even if it's not in what I hear, but in everything I see?
I'm not saying this is easy; it's a hard lesson to learn
But I promise you'll know the value of self love in return
Stop pointing fingers, you point the one, there's three aimed in your direction
Make better decisions, don't play the victim, practice better discretion
And though faultless they are not, own up to what you do
You can do it, check your reflection, accept that the blame is partly on you

Pride

There’s a lump in my throat comprised of words unsaid
I try to swallow it but its too big
I'm suffocating from the pressure

So instead I bring it back up
Hold it on my tongue
Roll it around a few times

I try to open my mouth but I can't get it past my lips
Can't get it out in the air
I fear it may dissipate

I try to open my mouth but I can't get it past my lips
Can't get it out in the air
I fear it may fall to the floor with its weight

So I

Roll it around a few times
Hold it on my tongue and
Try to swallow it again