2021

A poem hit by reality 2021 taught me nothing nice I wanted to be nice, I wanted to be kind. So I began filling my life with honest love Spoiling everyone around me Putting smiles on people’s faces But all that was returned was FAKENESS. I tried time and time again to be the changeContinue reading “2021”

Who Am I Really

By :Shanise Lachelle We’re nearly there babygirl, you’re almost the big dreaded 30. But who are you now and who will you be then? Ever since you can remember you’ve been different, marches to the beat of your own drums, a “weirdo”. If we are giving IT names. You loved yourself until they told youContinue reading “Who Am I Really”

Not In this lifetime

Here’s the thing, I have spent my entire life until 29 catering to what a man likes and what a man needs. All because society and my community showed me that’s the only way to be happy. But here’s the thing that I’ve been fighting with lately…. I don’t have any connections to men anymore.Continue reading “Not In this lifetime”

Untitled

I can’t wait to finally be SEEN. For someone to look at me and really SEE me . To really know me like I know me. To understand me. To actually listen to me. To notice things about me that I don’t have to tell them. To love me the way I love me. IContinue reading “Untitled”

What I love is….

Rainy days and days that it doesn’t rain but it still smells like it Anything that reminds me of the 90s/2000s and my childhood. I immediately feel safe there Life’s lessons. They’re hard and suck. But here’s the thing life will continue to send you the same lesson until you pass it. Holding hands. PlayingContinue reading “What I love is….”

James๐Ÿ’”

” Jamie. Jameson. James. Is warmth. Like literally happiness and warmth wrapped in a blanket. Is protection feeling so safe and protected against all that is wrong . Is bad jokes and even more so -inappropriate jokes at the wrong times. Is being ever so patient when you’re in a mood ( which is aContinue reading “James๐Ÿ’””

Honest

“Honestly depression isn’t kind. It kills people and we know these are facts. Yet we still treat fragile depressed people like shit. Life can really suck sometimes. Like it isn’t all rainbows and unicorns. It’s blood , stress and tears. It’s your mind telling you you’ll never be worth anything. You’re nothing. It’s crying yourselfContinue reading “Honest”

Goodbye September ๐Ÿ‚

September was full of healing and separation. September was full of the old me mixed with the new me. September was full of anxiety and trying new things on my own. September was full of healing. September was forgiving for the past and moving forward. September was falling fast inlove again. September was full ofContinue reading “Goodbye September ๐Ÿ‚”

People

“I don’t understand people. I don’t get them at all. I try and try to paint myself this social people loving bunny, but I’m not. I haven’t had the best luck with people. Like I’ve met some serious shitty people in my life. Some real fucking pieces of shit. They’ve used and used me againContinue reading “People”

Life

“But what I’m trying to tell you all is life is hard. I mean like actually hard. Especially when you’re a 28 year old broken depressive-anxiety ridden weirdo who thinks she’s gonna die anytime she does anything remotely exciting. But what I’m telling you is life is hard. Especially when you are comfortable with yourContinue reading “Life”