Not to be called by any other name

.
.
.
Oh corruptible mind, lost in time.
Stuck in the past, future ahead seems so far behind.
Lost in my illusion ,or delusion should I say,
of emotions of grandeur.
More specifically those that love can portray.
All in my mind, the playing tricks on my heart.
It's just that I want something so bad- true love...
only to find a true farce.

Believing I'm special...
My love, my emotions, and all the affection that I have to give.
Only to find, which is always revealed in time, that I...
am no more special, unique, and/or complex than the last man.
Which I now realize, just like he probably did.

So, what is the purpose, the reason behind it all?
Live, enjoy life, eventually fall in love...
then for it all to be taken away and only be left with the fall.
Or maybe that dreaded phrase, "let's just be friends" or
"I'll give you a call".

Does that mean live life bitter?
Not look forward to falling in love at all?
Most definitely not, always look forward to the upliftment, not the fall.
Don't focus on the initial emotion or the commotion that it can bring.
Learn to love yourself for who and what you are.
Once that's done, your heart will sing.

Sing of praises, sing of joy. The partner that you attract then will be true.
Not just a fleeting moment of lustful noise.
They will love you for you and you will love them for the friends that you have became.
It won't be based on lustful acts or physical attributes
Or maybe I'm just a hopeless romantic, in love with love,
not to be called by any other name.

~Flowriter

It's A Journey

Written by Flowriter to be spoken by Diedre "147" Wiggins.
.
.
.
I've been permed, pressed, hot combed, twisted, mangled, tangled,
braided, added to, taken from,
washed, cut, styled, curled, relaxed,
and teased for fun.
Hmmmm... anything but being natural me.
So, natural I've become.

It's a journey.

I've given my all to others... loving them more than I loved me.
Took all the ridicule, abuse, and, independent of my better judgment, bore their seed.
Supplied them with their wants and desires, while neglecting my needs.
Would you believe... they took me for granted & I just couldn't stand it.
I became dreaded... naturally.

Journey with me...

I removed myself from the stink.
Devoted to my children and hopeful for the future.
I began to love myself and embrace my natural and inner kink.
On a regular regiment, I take myself to the gym, for me...not them.
Loving myself, becoming the best me I can be,
and not to appease or please any "him".
You see, I began and I am... losing weight.
Weight that used to bare me down.
The weight of trying to please and keep a man that wasn't sincere and didn't want to be around.
You see, I've shed more than just pounds.
I became a wife to my life and the love of my creator is the husband I found.

It's been a journey.

But, I'm not done.
When I first started I could barely walk.
Now, I jog...one day I'm going to run.

I'm loving my locks...
from the roots to the tips.
I'm comfortable in my skin...
from my shoulders, arms, breast, and hips.

What's this? Friend request on Facebook from Chris.

I'm more independent and stronger than I've ever been.
I almost gave up on love, but I see... God has other plans.

Yeah, he lives in Atlanta.

I look forward to this journey.



~Flowriter