Ps: Fiction… Dear Diary, It’s me, Sally. I thought I found the love of my life, His words were so soothing, Just his actions towards me weren’t right. I didn’t care, I usually like these toxic things. His words were … Continue reading Crazy Sally’s Chronicles 🔥 Part 1.
I didn’t want to be at home, I just wanted to leave. Told my mom I was going downtown and I asked her if she wanted anything to eat. Jumped on a bus with earphones in my ears, A man … Continue reading A Day in Downtown, Kingston🌼
Broken hearts, Broken circles, Once we were friends, now we don’t sit at the same table. Tension rise, Emotions are unstable, Broken trust, these relationships can’t be rekindled. Secretly missing, Publicly cursing, Generation to generation, a curse that can’t be … Continue reading Clique.
I didn’t know which point I was trying to prove. Is it to prove that I was healthy? Is it to prove that I had the mental strength to reach the top? I really didn’t know, but I picked the … Continue reading “Reaching the Blue Mountain Peak”
I promised my mother I would stay away from him, The withdrawal symptoms started, The sweating and the trembling. I needed him, he was my escape. Mom came in the room, smiled and said, “I failed you my little sunshine, … Continue reading My boyfriend Wray 💧
The room was tense. Her eyes were red, One more year is about to end, and no changes have occurred. Debts were piling on top of one another and a new school year was about to start. I didn’t want to upset her, Suppose I structure my sentences wrong? Suppose I end up saying something to send her in deeper depression. I stand 5 meters away from her and said, “Mommy, it’s okay, Someday I’m going to make it, today is just a bad day, I don’t need any new shoes or any new bag, All I need for you … Continue reading Mommy, it’s okay.😔
Grandma used to warn me about the cotton tree. It’s where spirits go when they don’t want to sleep. They linger for years waiting for the next, hoping it’s a family member that won’t get them upset. Night time I … Continue reading The Jamrock Cotton Tree.
No emotions. No pain. No feeling of loss. No feeling of gain. It’s like I’m just here living, without no aim. No love for you, Don’t worry about me. You said I act like I don’t care, and I do agree. “What’s on your mind?” Truly, I don’t know. “How are you feeling?” My feelings can’t show. “Do you love me?” I don’t even know if I love myself, anyways you don’t need my validation. Go live your life, try not to live for nobody else. “Are you broken or depressed?” I don’t know, I’m also trying to understand myself. … Continue reading Poetry: Numb 😶
She had a broken mind and a broken soul, She wanted to heal but didn’t know how. She needed to breathe and innovate her soul, but her selfish demon wouldn’t allow. Jumping from relationship to relationship was all she knows. … Continue reading Poetry: “Selfish”