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I am nothing Fading to black You took my heart And gave it back. I don't need you. I gave you my lungs So you could breathe And watched in bittersweet joy As you thrived and flourished But now you don't need me and I am nothing. Fading to white I can't see clearly Not needed...I'm not needed Did you ever need me at all? 

I wanna fall into a sea of chaos

Dip my fingers into midnight black ink Wipe streaks across my skin Show the hurt caged deep Let it drip down my cheeks And onto my shirt so you can see How much you took from me. I'm nothing. You don't need me But I still need you I feel alone and there's nothing I can do. Why don't you need me? Why do I need you? I should have never become attached But I did and now I'm paying the price. It hurts like a fire Blooming across A garden full of tulips Turning pinks to ash Grey and lifeless I used to feel pretty. I need time to replace The me I gave away I need time to find my place I need....time...please be patient with me. I may stumble around in the dark Fingers stretched out in a desperate attempt To find the way out of the maze I've built and I may never find the light I may only catch a glimpse I may touch heaven and then grimace But I'm trying...trying for you. I'm alone now I'm watching you fly From the ground I watch you soar And don't get me wrong I'm happy for you I am But there's a part of me that's bitter too. It'll get better It'll get better It'll get better.... One day... Someday.... Maybe never... But it's okay Because if I had to do it all again I would still chose you.

Moving

I'm moving

So slowly Towards you. 

Everyday I wonder What it would be like To look into your eyes Full of crystal ice and see for once The parts you tried to hide With success and words chosen just right. 

Sometimes, I wish You would tell me What's on your mind What's going on behind The hands hiding your face Because I remember How much you hate how your emotions Dance upon strong brows. 

Honest. You were always honest Until you weren't. 

Slowly, I'm moving So slowly Towards you. 

I want to save you But I know I won't reach you Not in time To break your fall.

You are there And I am here I can't move....not fast enough Not fast enough for you. 

It hurts like no other And I wish I was stronger But I can't keep holding on When you so clearly need me to let go I'm holding you down And keeping you back From all you will become Without me. 

So, I'll let you go Feel my heart break Tear tracks upon fevered cheeks But I'll be fine Because when I reach you (Someday) Everything will be okay. 

You can't find yourself When I'm around So I'll let you go Watch you fall Through blurry eyes And pray to God you'll be safe. 

Unfurl your wings, fledgling It's time to fly Fly high for me Fly so high You forget Why I ever had to leave And when we meet again (I swear I'll find you) You'll turn to me with a smile No longer trembling And say: 

"Look! I have wings! I have wings!" 

Then I'll smile Knowing we'll be okay. 

Wait for me.... I'll find you... I promise. 

We'll always find each other That's just how it works. (Okay?) 

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Not quite sure where that one came from. <.< 

Broken Isn't Beautiful. 

Throw back to about a year ago when we weren’t in quarantine and I was thriving kinda sorta <3

Preformed at my city’s first slam and came in second place…and met the mayor…and got a gift card to a book store…like– could it get any better?

Spanish Harlem Nights 101 St 1st Ave… Remember this night. We stood roof top hand in hand face to face with our eyes locked in on each other. On this night you tried to reason with me why I shouldn’t return to the place that only filled me with agony and grief and on this night I should’ve listened to my only shoulder I’ve ever had to cry on and I regret that I didn’t. I remember your words so clear, I mean how could I forget you left duplicates of them scattered all around this roof top. ‘I’m empty out here without you’ is the phrase that lingers yet clings to my soul and I drop just one single tear because I promised I’ll always return and always come back to you. You asked ‘what’s so important there that’s keeping you from being here with me’ I couldn’t reply because that would imply I had an answer and truth is I didn’t. I honestly didn’t and it could be because being back here with you was my escape and nothing or no one was gone take away this moment so I captured it and held in this moment of time. Your hand wiped the single tear from my face and you took off your Mitchell and Ness Hardwood Classics Crooklyn Spike Lee Edition Jacket and covered my bare shoulders with it, I guess you could still sense when I was in need of something and things haven’t changed… I truly adore this about you. You never flaked or switched up on me, on us. I looked into your eyes and saw such openness in them and you stroke my hair kissing me gently on my forehead ‘I love you’ you said and in return I kissed you on your left cheek pulling you close and holding you for what seemed like forever uttering the words back. Paradise when we’re together was a true understatement. No one will ever understand our bond and that’s OK because I don’t want them too. It’s sacred and it’s ours and Im never gonna share. Just hold me close, hold me tight because you make all my sorrows cease. You make my heart smile and my soul warm. Can we just stay here and just forget the world… or at least until my flight departs tomorrow morning… Damn

Growing up sucks.

- Sequoia Red (via Sequoia Red)

It would be nice if one person, just one could be reliable. Trustworthy.

-Sequoia Red (via Sequoia Red)

It's that time again, fam: Black History Month! This year I'm taking black and white photos everyday until March. This is to help promote my SOON coming project blackishistorytoo. I'll be shooting with my iPhone 5c on weekdays and my Canon 70D on weekends.________________________Day 1: Feb. 1st ____________________________________ I rediscovered some book volumes in My dad's library. I saw these way back when I was a child, but never read them. Back then, I did not realize how rich African American history was. I figured we were only a few pages in the White American story. Oh, but we are so much more. We are, also, American history. We are, also, the Christian church. We are, also, here. Never forget that. Our heritage is carried through us....through me. I have so many stories to hear and so many to tell. Follow the hashtag 👉🏿#blackishistorytoo #blackandwhitechallenge #blackandwhitephotography #hiphop #spokenword #A➕scribe

Day 23 • • Feb. 23rd ...Imma just drop this little promo right here all slick-slick like. 😏😏😏 We're gonna shoot for releasing this on Feb. 28th (Wednesday). #blackishistorytoo #spokenword #poetry #hiphop #A➕scribe

Day 25 • • Feb. 25th Spent the afternoon with my parents at Cracker Barrel. I haven't been there in FOREVER!!! 😩😩😩 As of yesterday we are OFFICIALLY DONE RECORDING for #blackishistorytoo It called for a celebratory slice of chocolate cake (melted icing OF COURSE) with almond milk butter pecan ice cream (because I'm lactose intolerant). Now let the image of this second pic sink in.... I feel like, in a way, it relates to my new project. What is your interpretation of it? I'd like to know in the comments! #blackandwhitechallenge #blackandwhitephotography #birthday #project #mixtape #kindof #hiphop #spokenword #poetry #a➕scribe

Day 27 • • Feb. 27th This seems like quite the accurate description of me: black and XL 😂😂😂 I quite often get the "Do you have any kids?" question. I always answer "Yes, about 100 of em and I see them about once or twice a week." 😂😂😂 I love doing youth ministry. Got to hear some interesting stories from the teens tonight. Lots to pray for. FAMMMMMMMMMM WE'RE DROPPING #blackishistorytoo TOMORROW!!! Check out the promo [swipe left] and the #NObama single [link in bio]. Be on that 👀👀👀👀 #blackandwhitechallenge #blackandwhitephotography #youthministrylife #smallgroup #project #mixtape #hiphop #spokenword #poetry #A➕scribe

Day 28 • • Feb. 28th And thus concludes my #blackandwhitechallenge Fam, this was such a reflective, daring, worthy, and taxing experience trying to take, edit and post these pics daily! But I made it!!! Context: My poetry workshop class is SUPER DOPE!!! We got to write and read our poetry in nothing but candlelight. Our professor is always packing chocolate too...the good kind!! And the consensus among my colleagues here is that my spirit animal is a wolf 🐺🐺🐺 Don't catch these eyes!!! And of course, #blackishistorytoo is NOW AVAILABLE for streaming and download!!! LINK IN BIO Thank you all for liking the pics. 📸 cred for the last pic Sis Camara #project #mixtape #maybe #hiphop #spokenword #poetry (at Butler University)

I have some of THEE dopest friends! My man Vinny put on an open mic/ SLAM joint and some of my peeps performed last Friday. Special s/o to @abbygrace226 for blessin’ the mic with a phenomenal poem she brought to our poetry workshop at @butleru @butlermfa #poetry #spokenword #SLAM #openmic #friends (at Black Circle Brewing Co.) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bs3wpfHHYmC/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1q4hia2ebe9g0

And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt. - Sylvia Plath ✨ #miracleswords ____________________________________________ #write #writing #writings #deepthoughts #writers #writersofinstagram #wordstoliveby #words #wordporn #poems #poemsofinstgram #poemsporn #poetry #spilledpoetry #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #writtenword #love #dream #wordsmith #instawrite #writerslife #instawriter #wordswithqueens #instapoetry #instapoet #spokenword #spilledink #wordgasm (at Bangalore, India) https://www.instagram.com/p/CB5OdMnJqS1/?igshid=xrv38k91h4cl