Call Girl Love
Just like a rose her beauty supersedes any cut by a sharp thorn. Her look is very exquisite and many wish to afford her company. Dare to look her way has you entranced and turned to stone. Her eyes scream with passionate cries. Hair the scents of wild flowers in the bloom. Caressing the dimples of her back. Skin so beautiful and soft it could never compare to a sunrise or setting over an ocean. A woman’s curves make any man bow down. In only a dream can you handle such a beauty or maybe an hour’s worth of luxury. But dare to be careful this is only an illusion the girl you can call for lustful desires.
Love John Doe
I promised myself to write to you a love letter even though I have no clue who you are. Or where you are. But I promised myself when I found you I would give you this. Take a look at the date April 3rd,2012 that is when I first admitted that I needed someone like you. Someone loving truly handsome and out someone fun to share both our hobbies, adventure, creativity, and hidden talents. A guy whose personality transcends into his stylish fashions. A man who is passionate in so many ways in so many places. A guy who thinks different as good. Don’t hide your fears face them. lets’ climb a mountain of love or swim into deep shores of happiness lets multiply ourselves into one and create many from our passionate of the essence of faithful love. From my depths of despair I lived my life for you and through you. If you have ever felt the same way then tell me, moments last forever. Marry me whenever I will not change but only get better because I would have waited my whole life for you. Love is an art form that only talented people can represent and respect.
The Real World
All I ever wanted was to be free
Spiritually, lovingly, financially
Sometimes life throws you off track
You make your whole way around the world till you figure out how to get back going. You see this poem this is real street shit. Walking on a path with mine holes I miss I blow I choke on that mine full trapped soul but continue crawling pacing towards the finish line with aches. No sideline cheering today. My fans have given up on me. One hit wonder with low scores to ponder everyone’s better than me. This is the real world where shit is history black or white no gray cause that moralities fake I’m sorry to say.
The real world
I was scared and broken
Brought up in a way to be a token
Scared of not loving anything at all
But the wrong guys were my pit falls
Fear for not believing in who I really am
God says honey I’m your plan
You don’t have to be perfect to follow me
I’ll take you when you’re down pick you up you see
Don’t be fearful because I’ll show you the way
That’s why I wasn’t fearful getting saved today
A Mother’s Daughter’s Jailed
Since I remember life began with a sting or a pinch from being bad behavior being brought up by a demon dad dressed in men’s clothes with a half crooked smile loving during the day tormenting a night . sounds of cries but they just turn off the lights. Running from horrible lashes on my hands and back. They say forget the times you got smacked. So long ago as if they remember. Now I’ve grown up with such a rage the state continues to lock me up in a cage. Giving unfair diagnosis as if they know me. I’m real screaming from scares busting open a mothers daughter jailed has no effect as long as her demon dresses her in furs in private jets. Daughters mother once loved me so. But now I’m a lost should with nowhere to go no one acknowledges me and who I use to be silently damages me. With no hope of morality saying please save me but they don’t. they let me choke on my own vomit from lies making me sick. All I ever wanted was a mothers touch a mother’s love to help me live but instead it felt like she quit.
A mother’s daughter jailed
A step down from suicide
I don’t know why you do it
You think no one sees but everyone notices
A persons hurt continues to deny
That your slowly dying inside
A pleasant rage you use with a blade with no
Acknowledge you just start to fade not healing yourself but just the exact opposite an ugly reminder that a cutters not popular
Suicide hotline number 1-800-273-825
Lips are dry sharp stomach pains from hunger no place to call home. I fell like crying or using to mentally block away confusion as to why I don’t have a place to stay. Men use me for my beauty knowing I’m broken inside. But why should we ask why. She won’t even try to find a way out of this life. But your wrong this pretty thing is strong from all the healed wounds inside. The ugly things I do try and fix myself from being homeless. To many wrong turns lead me to dead ends bleary no return. Trying to find peace with barely nothing to eat. I fall and turn towards the sky and ask god Jesus Mary mother. And I an angel or am I witch you wish to dismiss. I truly feel that my storied will appeal to touch others lives on a personal invite so if I must go through what I could save ones soul from hard lessons learned completed just as long as I hope forgiveness for me.
Hateful ,Angry sorrows of ear no justice, black holes with no air violence makes it happy when hurting you. Beautiful witch from head to toe. Black ugly mongrel. Alone with no code to live by witch taking souls to possess in love with demands and reaping should to digest witch. With the strongest lies it will try and make your time as you slowly die with regrets witch, maybe pretty on the outside but ugly on the in. nails are sharp as sin. invisible to the untrained eyes but clearly a witch that wants you to cry. Cry from no chance of rain to wash away those sins of careless mistakes.
Love Me/ Hate Me
Love Me/ Abandon Me
Maybes/I don’t know
2nd chance/No Chance
No protection/ Invisible Aids
Mean Girls/ Jane
Single Parent/ Heroes
Bi polar/No way
Good vs. Evil
Trying/ Giving up
Love Don’t live here anymore
First chance you had me on my birthday which was the best day. Made a tiny replica of you and me 3x but you abandon me each time and leave me with child 3x. you changed your ways didn’t sober up knowing how vital it was. Second/ third chance couldn’t stop thinking about us leaving me to throw away another mistake. Leave me over and over kill what’s growing inside over and over but I still let you lie in me over and over. Until I found myself jailed promising to release me into my freedom you never came, you never came! So when however I find my way out my love don’t live here anymore.
Love don’t live here anymore
A prince from a fairytale
I’ve heard of you ever since I was a little girl. I would daydream that glass slipper and what it meant for me. But all the little girls wouldn’t get that, for surely I would not stop looking for that charming, handsome prince. Where are you. I’ve kissed so many toads that talked liked princes and acted like princes but were only toads. I would image that seeing you would almost immediately meant my eyes for true love at first sight. Daring not to lust me and only intimate undressing my mind. Holding hands and making plans of forever our destiny. You see most men would be scared to commit to me but you are more than sure about our lifelong possibilities together. I call you my prince you saved me, you saved me from disbelief and danger. Those who only want to torment me with the illusion of forever. You always kiss me and hold your sleeping beauty as if your destiny is face to face. My prince charming where are thee. I’m in my tower looking down to the lands singing to thee to find me and let our love flourish the oceans of waves of love. One last step of devotions is mesh thee into one sons or daughters from our love replenish our love with the growth of our children we helped grow. My prince where are thee my prince come find me
Every day I have this shadow a shadow of the new person inside I want to be that new person inside I want to be that new person longing to be in me my shadow. My soul escaping into a element that isn't me because I don’t want to be me. I want to be a shadow. You can’t see me. But feel a presence taken with thee. A shadow the things that people see is an ugly twisted face saying look at her unprettyness confusing to the eye. I wish I could die and turn into a shadow that can’t cry. It’s horrible that I feel this way but I do. The things that I’ll do to my face to screw you fool you the way what you first fooled me to make believe that my beauty is ugly. Or that I was never meant to be plain to the eye. But a real woman inside laughter’s and bullies of making fun of a boy they know is really a girl is it because of my strong features pierce the eyes. Being tormented so much makes me feel I just want to lye just like a force of nature. A spirit with no sex just an object with no physical identity my foundation my eyeliner my mascara my eyes shadow my bronzer my lip liner with slip gloss and blush can only hide how I really feels about my face which my stomach lies tells my insides your pretty in the face looking from the outside in my shadow replaces into my skin the beauty never found within only until I’m painted and barely dressed covered in sin. My shadow . who am I and who did I want to be a shadow so no one can recognize me
This shit is contagious lies, sins, death, it’s like my life isn’t filled within my soul questions my flesh of my kisses of death obsessed with outer flesh. I begin to undress as he lays the money on the table. It’s so sick to feel this good about things that your mama said you shouldn’t do. It’s a plague today, everyone has it. And it’s hard to get rid of once you’ve got it. You see my daddy never told me he never loved me, or that I was pretty. Instead he caged me and beat me and said I was ugly. You see it’s a plague that follows me today as my body shakes from the physical quakes. Tell me I’m not good enough so I can go mentally insane, because you’ve had it your way all day. And never admit why you hated me. Its your plague that you passed on to me, that I’ve subjected exclusive written in stone is that I feel so low on your reset button. Go on and lie and imagine your life as if I’m a plague you can’t erase.
When you were alive we kicked it. Rebellious ties kept us together. Always took pictures at our school dance. We clowned on people in our class. Your sister was cool in different ways. I even remember you getting a’s. lost touch somehow after graduation. Last thing I heard there was a situation. My cool ass friend had died for another. Trying to save a life undercover. Missed the funeral that was messed up. 12 years later it still tears me up. So I act like nothing’s wrong. When I drive through the cemetery playing a peaceful song. I just say I’m having lunch, with my dead friend I’m having lunch. I talk to him about how I’m living as though I wish to hear about his feelings. When I feel there’s no way out. I think of my dead friend when I act out. He’s angel spirit seems to console me. When I’m by myself I know that he’s with me I carry his memory for lifetimes over. And if he called I’d always come sober
Dead Friend Dedicated to Justin Thornton
I didn’t ask for it to be this way. Instead you lied to my face, about the man you’d said you’d be. I gave you a chance with new found opportunities. But all you did was use my saved up money little boy could never fill your shoes especially when your dad left you. I’ll never look back for you again because you changed my course of life within. A broken family with no reality a single mother that lost custody. Anew replacement to fill your shoes. Because I’ll be damned if I go back to you. I am truly sick and tired of you.
I’m in a coma but I don’t want to wake up the fear of reality is far too much I’ve been in this coma for almost six years this hell on earth won’t let me disappear. I surrounded myself in deep less thoughts. Experiencing freedom as if I’d never get caught. Don’t fall asleep, because you sleep to dream I’m in a coma with silent screams. When I wake up I’ll be forever glad, being in this coma almost drove me mad I need to get away from my vicious mistakes because the price I paid doesn’t come with shade. Coma please set me free I’m long lost forever in a catch and release. Just wake me up and I promise to obey I won’t get in trouble in this crazy place.
My true and Only Lover
Your warm embrace makes me disintegrate into a million pieces of love, when you touch me. Your blue eyes are oceans of love that wash into me. Misunderstandings and complications are dismissed with one look, two kisses, three I love you’s, and four hours of making love. Damn baby were stuck on us. Who are we kidding were still in love why are we so afraid to commit to us. But one things sure let’s build some trust. Take me now or leave me forever. Lets decide today should we be together? One things sure I do adore, but more second chances won’t be our cure. Let’s not runaway from our fears, instead hold each other when were scared. Not sure what’s near in our future, but I sure am glad I didn’t meet you from a chat line. So baby please read this and make sure that I’m your one and only chocolate desert.
My true and Only
A wild shadowed creature you can’t see when the moon is bright glowing is amazing. The velvety translucent wings sets me free. A beautiful black butterfly that doesn’t sting flying around gracefully not ,making a sound I emerged from my cocoon under the clouds, where I get my color from it’s a strong hues blues, blacks and even purples. Beautiful young fly above in circles. The only time I’ll land on your hand. Is if your souls a treasure with good spirits in command.
No way out
Closed off, locked up, backs turned, silent cries, unpredictable measures but no way out. Sewn shit but head above water. Blood is boiling but no way out. Not amputated but can’t move. Still no way out. Underworld, total darkness, no place to run, no place to hide, no way out. unanswered prayers eternal damnation trying to get out hell is hot once I thought I was saved but I feel like a slave trapped again there’s no way out. Help, scream, kick, cry, I’m dying because there’s no way out. Replaying over every day, a piece to a puzzle that doesn’t connect to a way out.
My Life Is an Earthquake
I can’t make it to the end I keep falling back down again. I see a hand to help me But a loose grasp is all they have. I’m shaking from this emotional earthquake and losing all my tokens barely no warning until things are shattered everywhere in this place my life is an earthquake, I’m dying, weathering away on the inside. Clawing away my heart because my brain isn’t on. Myself belt defective because the manufacturer made it that way. To scared to end things myself I know there’s a light that I can barely see just heard of. When I look around everyone’s that was there is gone, given up on f***** up me. So who’s left no one but me will I make it through or will the lioness kill me?
My life’s an earthquake
Evil vs. Good
I know what I must do to walk a straight line but I have no shoes to walk they say walk it anyway. I try not to be devilish but the anger inside builds up from misunderstandings of who I really am. Nobody gets me. And that’s when god comes into play. God gets me, god loves me but who is god if I’m lower being made to sin. A war between flesh and spirit.
Crazy, Sexy, Cool
I’m so desired in a crazy way, men find me sexy. It’s my coolness swag or is it maybe my complexion. Guys want to have sex with no protection. I know these 3 girls a long time ago who said crazy, sexy, cool was indigo. Don’t tell me, I’m crazy without being cool. I’m seriously sexy cuz you start to drool sound very enticing to have all three crazy, sexy, cool, is a my reality.
Do I believe in perfection yes in a world where perfect comes before eating thy fruit from the tree. I ask you to try a day where right is right and wrong is wrong. Try a day where temptation makes you sick to your stomach. Try a day where you can no longer tell a lie to lighten a truth. Perfection. Is giving and almost never receiving if you have to ask. Waiting until the time feels right. Loving those who have no direction but having faith that they will find perfection. Perfection is loving every age, every color, in any race. Christianity is perfection.
Stuck, board which one do I take to get high. Energy or just to get by. I think I want to chill so I take suck a sigh and explosion of take off lifting from the ground. I’m getting high. I’m scared no parachute what the hell do I care I’m high. Stuck in a parallel in a mansion of only I can go anywhere I want to go and get lost. Beautiful cool air opening the gates of seclusion. Exotic sounds of relaxation sensational feelings crawling through my delusion I’m in a parallel high.
They think it’s easy paying for mistakes. Being judged for no choice error. God please tell me when will I be done going to jails that are like prisons in out slammed shut so many souls corrupt drugs, sex, violence, what does time really care, what am I doing here. I feel like nobody cares doing time.
Crazy Black correctional officers
Wide noses, black skin faces like a mad animal always on the prowl for prey with their attitudes wide hips thick lips used for talking shit. God teeth as for making up for their lack of education. Watching every movement and making it as crazy as theirs. You know they don’t follow do unto others as you do yourself. Crazy black officers that need help. Black women are getting back for all the wrong decades and spilling it on us today. Crazy black women already have bad reputation they just make it worse by hooting and hollering like a rooster early in the morning. Just thought you should know about these crazy black correctional officers
Crazy black correctional officers
I’m taking a chance because I’m a dead end should I turn around and walk again? To know that the truth is somewhere out there. A new map to discover land here. Going somewhere I’ve never been. Just to simply delete to my sins. Even though I’m at this crossroads, I’ll never give up my soul. I’ll walk past this so called dead end and make a new kind of social living. I use to be so tired, I felt my love going to expire. Empire bitterness stayed inside, dry lands weeds on the south side. Make a way for my dead end. Nothing to lose to start over again.
Standing out in a crowd thousands of people screaming loud walking proud an invisible force, with my clones. My voice commends silence, with my toned, I’m a loner in my zones tailored touch sparkled dust. Individual spirits into one, energize from the sun. cooling planet say I’m done, follow strangers no I follow my gut.
The truth love at first sight
The truth is that I don’t know you but I want you to know you but I want you to know myself how amazing would it be to duplicate ourselves. Never became until I met you swear my love is the honest issue love. The way we stopped and gazed gleaming love on the first day. It felt like dynamite crushing me. It is possible love at first sight let’s start forever overnight.
Born 7-7-08 is the combination to unlock my heart my daughter love never tears me apart. A connection so deep that I can feel her heartbeat when I sleep my first born is blessing babe. And when she grows up I will be her anchor if she sails away will be there to pick her up when she falls because I had taught her to crawl before she walks and if the world peer pressures her in any way. Just call mommy to save the day. To my daughter I love you so much. Don’t ever forget mommy and daughters trust
Born blood sister you are no kin to me you are a black shadow over my sunshine to be. Dishonor should be your first name. because of how you love to curse my last name. tough words but soft skin. Watch yourself you might fall quick. I have not seen you seems like ages but when I do. Better hope god can save us. Because the bond of sisterhood has been broken. And now I hate you, because, you’ve been showboating not how you feel because I won’t feel better. I will always call you the wicked stepsister because your ways are so sinister.
Never look Back
Never look back into times that hurt you into tortured times that nobody could explain why they hurt you or cut you with sharp words. Never look back to the ones that doubted your presence or didn’t make since of your words. Never took back on past lovers that never kept their promises to be with you, because they took you for granted. Never look back. On the past always look forward to the future.
Never look back
High school dropout/ graduation
Child abuse/ good abuse
Child molester/ priest
Stoner/ great memories
Jail bird/ eagle
Black president/ dream
The end/ reincarnation
Whore, slut, bitch, hoe, junkie, nigger, dumbass, cunt, garbage, pussy ass hoe, piece of shit, trashy, skank, black bitch, maid, ugly ,fat, black whore, nappy porch monkey, that’s how my evil twin feels inside.
I love the kkk
I love the kkk because I’m trying to teach them no to hate. If there was only one race, then maybe I could relate. But there are different colors of people today to scared and cowardly so they realize to many chief and not enough Indians. Peace and love, no wars just innocence. Come together with a helping hand or would you not accept if it was darker than sand. What’s so hard about loving each other. We all had fathers or mothers. Keep in mind have a good soul and don’t let evil encourage you.
Waiting to be released from troubled anger, dissatisfaction, suffering isolation, fear, silence, hunger, filth, no air I’m tried of being misunderstood waiting to scream out if I don’t care if anyone hears me. Roar my call of feeling threatened when I can’t soar I’ve been cast out into the wild in an unnatural way I feel trapped in so many ways how do I deal, to keep my faith alive. I have pride with wildness in my eyes.
You could spit in my face and I still would love you
You could miss our anniversary and I would still owe you
You could leave me lonely and I still would love you
You could tell me I’m ugly and I still would love you
You could hurt me physically and I still would love you
You could leave me in the rain and I still would love you
You could see another and I still would love you
And still all of these things I still would love you
The depths of each moment that passes by teasing glanced of wondering eyes playful chances wonder along with mine people asking how we find the time and I say its because what is in your mind forbidden rules allow us not to play forbidden fruit makes us a game. Why should I hide what makes us misbehave passionate love makes me incite their for this scarlet letter is deeper then one way
A first glance has no words at bay just a silent wind of what we might say never been trapped by certain circumstances blocking the way never mind the twisted fate of desire, share with me the thought of being pleased your eyes tell a story, a story of another lifetime with me. Unusually understandings of how we could be pushing away how bad you want me flirtations arise you try and temp me, with intimate minds come and find me.
Love sentenced to death
Hurt from a moment in time that seems like forever unwilling to open your eyes because you think I’m clever. In the way that I look in the way that I touch talk and plead with you inner self to love me lust me in many ways cancelled with thoughts of guilty verdicts coming your way you hide in a prison of antisocial you walk away from a feeling you recognize could be love sentenced to death as if you don’t believe in love begging you to creep into my body by planting seeds inside of my from a battle called love
Don’t tell me yes
Can’t imagine having you looking into my eyes telling me yes wanting to undress over the tine of words you say to me. Satisfy my needs with wants of taking chances but so eager to try don’t tell me yes you need me you want me to assure you that I’m all for you comfort you in a way that make you feel unordinary this feeling of joy has trapped me to love and put my pride to the side. To bow down and acknowledge my king to battle needs that weren’t met to taste your food and drink in case of possibility of pain or discomfort to bear many seeds in your last name do don’t tell me yes.
Don’t tell me
Love is a Cancer
Clean, clear, healthy when I met you. Tell me beautiful lies that had me fooled to believe in you. Like a cancer of false love I let you spread into me, thinking about reminssion. They say there’s a cure for people who break promises they call it passion therapy. But that didn’t work for me, it made my disease worse, spread quicker because I knew they were lies. Losing my hair, losing my strength, you surly made my heart wiether away and die, and now im dead. I’m in a darkness before the light. a death of a cancerous love that spread into my body. I thought you were the cure for my body instead you were the disease that killed me. Did you ever wonder your intentions or did you play along without faith in me. Now as a spirit I linger on to haunt you for the misguided thruth. I will be there when someone you love gives you this disease a cancerous love you bestowed apon me. But I wont save you or bring you back I’ll wait for you in the darkness where there’s no path back
love is cancer
Can you be taught to love, care, and be truthful. Or can you be taught life is nothing that controls us, it’s exactly of opposite around. Mom and dad so happy to raise their kids. But the kids are truly just rebellious this makes chances about how to act to please societies ways of things. Cursing and fighting in this peaceful home you’ll see that what is on the outside, isn’t what its made out to be.
There are times that I feel like your never to old to runaway from your fears, from life, from death that follows you. Second chances never come around. First loves are long lost olf friends are nothing more than memories of the past. Maybe this time I can go somewhere safe. Where someone will love me on every chance I take.
Sometimes hating feels good to know that someone who’s burned you so deep and has no trouble to sleep, makes you hate them. Wanting to take them maybe even sexually and why you asking to be with me, with me, with a cold shoulder, I thought I told you that you’ll hate me. Replaying the last hours, minutes, seconds you had wishing that you hadn’t hidden how you really felt. don’t tell me you want me love me one night leave me in the mourning no hate no goodbye kiss no message on my nbathroom mirror. Oh how I try to disect my thoughts and throw theem each away. But as I do they unravel and time travels past to future, past to present and now and forever.
1 day to make you
2 months to deal with emotional changes
3 months to go through with the baby
4 months to tell everybody the news
5 months to think things through
6 months to see what’s the sex of your baby
7 months to buy a new room
8 months to prepare for labor
9 months to stick it through
10 months that I would have waited for you
wanting something I can’t have seeing someone as an object can sometimes be seen as manipulation. Begging ones to take into desire of passion of needs. Not for telling any future past tences. Just living in the moment. Not taking for granteed of what could have been, but what’s happening now. Yes I do agree to subcome to no grantees of satisfaction. But only promises of total entrapment of having you.
once was agirl whoas lost and confused who found the streets fascinationg she figures what she’d have to lose. Her mind body and soul exchanging strange favors for what had it seemed like a pot of gold. Pacing through life high as can be it seemed like a perfect match, that I had to delight. Met others like me who were lost, and mysteriously dead along the way oh well she was another example to make so what would happen if I stay lost a rolling stone at any cost.
Catholic Girls are Bad
I tried to forget the blues eyed devil but everything wouldn’t let me. Doing drugs getting high and doing nothing but appreciating our bodies. I’d fuck up my life for a guy who loves and looks like that. The fast talker that charms the panties from you but has another girlfriend like you I’ve always been raised as this poor innocent young girl who’s talented and prayerful but left it all behind for sex and money, and fashion.
Black Monroe. I’m a black Beauty, A rare Beauty, A black Monroe Dark flesh with gold undertones Exotic beauty that hates clothes I only wear lingerie with 24k gold Slender waist, with large breasts curvaceous butt with sweetheart lips. Piercing flames in my eyes cooling words smooth thighs seductive, sultry, soft kisses. I gleam with beauty and expensive riches. You’ll never seen a black Monroe a new classic that’s about to be told. Fallen Angel outspoken i was humble hardened no tears forgiven lioness secrets because of fears everybody uses, because they don't care after affect unusual body starts to flare, battles of so many levels. challenges seem like dares win or lose your soul, yes i took it there. a fallen angel hesitated b/c life seemed unfair how did i get back home, when im always on my own beaten from my curse, because i'm hurt showing from the outside how i feel on the in no where to begin, feel like im taking dead ends to death, im high risk forever I'd rather rest in heaven or hell instead of a fallen angel in jail. Medusa A beautiful woman, with a powerful stare her heart aches with unknown glares a deep connection to an unknown world, growing in her soul ripping her apart loving the uglies in this un perfect world. finding the dares pretty in everyone her grasp is hidden with French manicured tips. soft chocolate devilish hips. she kills you with just one kiss. to make you never dismiss this is medusa's trick Take Control Take control when i'm in the flesh passions collide with magical lusts, take me with a sensational kiss our eyes touch each other with daring stares memoir's of intimate cares heartaches of wanting for so long, when we got together i forgot i was gone take control of lost desires. find the in me, i promise you, you'll feel complete pressure of you deep inside pushing your raw emotion between my thighs 'inhibit yourself in sexual play tie me up or spank me bae. im a very bad girl, i was made that way i only let you devour me satisfy me can i tell you something real im gonna always have a thing for you its sealed.. Ugly Beauty Ive never seen an ugly beauty pretty face but demons inside' animated sex drive playing with drugs, ego alters, escape the realism that im sick inside living to die, people are toys make em do what you want to them black magic in my eyes Christian taking disguise a fallen angel that prophesize do what you want or what you feel darkness loves me, i reel inside sick from hate suppressed im so angry i cut my wrists rather me then you the pain is deeper than my roots. i forgotten from past sins reopened lies come to begin. copyright 2014 TaylorRedMonroe llc