Unfiltered Thoughts

Buy me a rose. Every time you reappear, if you didn't say a word when you left, you won't need to say a word when you come back, just buy me a rose, a blood red rose.  Buy me a white rose every time you need to leave, I'll give you the time you need and when you are ready to come back to me, a simple "hello" with a yellow rose will do.

I found myself in the words she wrote I saw myself in her revelations I read about my past in her art I saw my future in her musings The way she made me feel She made me feel things The struggles of a black woman The fight to self, to love self To be herself, myself. The warpath she blazed against misogyny The quiet steady trail she paved to love She made me feel things Deep things Her rant against God How can I believe in a God, who doesn’t believe in me? The fight to believe, a bloodbath for her faith I saw me in her I saw her in me We are one The things she made me feel Deep things She carved out my soul She told the world our story Held it up as a light for our sisters to follow This dark, dreary road Why? I wonder… Her fight for the love of a man She lost the battles; will she win the war? She craves love, longs to be held Yet she fights, she tires me Settle down THEY whisper You’ll be easier to love She fights, I fight! Come she beacons Fol...