Who gets custody of the “friend”?
The hard part about breakups is realizing who gets custody of the “friends”. Seriously, this is incredibly tricky when couples run in the same circles. It often makes me wary about even dating someone who runs in the same circle as me. Why add more drama to an already uncomfortable situation? Their friends were always... Continue Reading →
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How To Love Me
Love me like comfort food Gravy on your mashed potatoes Shrimp with your grits Chicken in your soup Leftover spaghetti and warm garlic bread Love me like a crack addiction 24 hours without me leaves you feenin for your next hit Like potato chips after smoking a blunt or two Like when someone lightly... Continue Reading →
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There are words there
From the moment our lips touched I knew there were words there I was prepared for my unexpected decision to break rules set by the stick-in-the-mud other half of my personality Love keeping people on their toes But I wasn't prepared for the split second bit of heaven that brightened a dark room when my... Continue Reading →
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She is…
inspired by the song "She is" by NeYo featuring Tim McGraw... I place complete blame on her. That smile is so very intoxicating. Hit me like an unexpected uppercut. Those eyes defibrillated my damaged heart. My heart, head, and hormones agree. See this is not my fault. She is the poem waking me.... Continue Reading →
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PTSD
Trust no one They are all out for something And I have nothing Everything is gone They have been here before And they have taken it all All the trust All the hope Left me paranoid Depressed Anxious Sitting in the corner No more tears Only screams I want to be normal A part of... Continue Reading →
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My body
Kangaroo pouch Bumpy face Wild forest hair Very little baggage behind me Permanent clown shoes Awkward, saggy milk sacs Desert legs Small, coke bottle figure Hair filled with ocean waves Two, hand sized water balloons Chicken soup smile QVC hands Golden brown limbs Not every guy wants a junky trunk anyway! Flawed perfection Shy conceit... Continue Reading →
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dreaming
some days my world seems like a series of nuances and idiosyncrasies, coping with the resident trouble maker, my imagination, and pondering another breath or a gasp for fresh hope can i float can i float can i float or drown in the flood of inspiration held in by my damn reality -Turtleberry 2007
Inside the Shell 