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Trigger Warning
Trigger Warning
I never told you all a lie
Maybe a story tho
I have plenty to tell,
Like I guess when I jumped
From a burning hospital
and you wrote it in My
Ever-growing list
of diagnoses.
Sick of fighting you
on that label,
I know I ain’t bipolar
National Center for PTSD my a**
This all started w
a trigger.
Ask me about MST ?
Captains feeling Keen.
Taking BP meds now
to suppress my dreams.
Stay giving me benzos right?
It’ll calm her the f down..
Who turned you into my
Supplyer
I’m calling “the shots” now
She tried to get off them,
wasn’t even drinking.
Then you keep triggering
in 4 point restraints,
What the fuck were you thinking?
Holding her down
While she’s screaming
I never signed up.
For exposure therapy.
Just keep believing,
No malingering.
Maybe it doesn’t take 7 police officers to
hold down a woman
weighing 110.
That’s right I counted.
That Ativan you inject
She tried to wean off
to keep her soft
Sweet, back to
That girl
We all know,
Right?
Man, Hampton Roads.
What a vibe.
Stitches
Stitches
Something about a woman
Her bond unbreakable
Sisterhood we all share,
Our strength in resilience.
A knowing, “I’ve been there.”
Real love that shows no judgment, lifts each other up.
Find the soulmates in your girls,
But the ones who can still F*** it up.
Don’t trust no man? Only your
Daddy
Calm me down but
don’t you ever stick me w/ati.
Tell me how to live,
What clothes, how to dye My
Hair
And all the while stuffing
While the boys stare
Maybe they sick of/like BBL
OR they just stick to what
They like
Some like it natural
Some are RAW
Not doggin, just genuine
Aging like fine wine, vintage.
Don’t you ever try to tell me how to dress
Bec you think I’m just a feminist.
How about I ain’t no ist
of the bullshit labels.
None of them ever defined me, I still have yeti
while you fighting over Stanley.
Also shop at the wally world tho just so you know.
When I need that good lotion,
the off brand of the green one tho.
Mama raised me clipping, stacking them in books.
Told me every penny counts
So keep that over your looks.
Stay addicted to botox
While you never try Korean skincare
Stay calling me a Korean slut
While you’ll never ask who went there.
Stay AWARE they all say
The real ones never leave.
Or maybe they get tired of the system that’s broken
Tired of the hypocrisies.
Maybe it’s not about greed,
all comes down to power.
Try to read my notes,
can’t keep up
Cuz I don’t charge by the hour.
I stay grinding always true,
never lied on that poly
didn’t get the job
But I never really wanted
to work For the cops.
Respect the thin blue line,
but make it wider.
Lenses on my prescription
Still got that astigmatism
Right, left, do it to it
Sing whatever rhythm you want,
I still have my cadence.
Rumor on the scuttlebutt, puddle jumping pirates
Semper P, I stay ready
Don’t try me, SNITCH.
Power Moves
Power Moves
Synchronicities and patterns
are all I see
What’s in a name? Yours or mine – which half claims
Out here navigating a
World blinded by color
We forgot to taste the rainbow, I mean candy tho
But love who you love, right?
Stop picking fights.
Everyone tiptoeing politically
Correct, careful to the tenth.
Learn the name, ask.
Ask their reason why
What drives you?
Inspires
A single spark lights a fire.
Where do you go when you need to roam?
Do you disconnect from that phone?
DND, focus mode, find that zone.
Use it when it’s useful
Don’t let it use you
You have the power to choose.
Stay connected IRL
Catch that flight, go home.
Where you been? On that grind?
Don’t have the time
Make it or break it, RIGHT
With these powers combined
IDK, use that Face time
So focused on what’s next, we don’t see the play
In Real time
OR can’t feel it
Staying in that rhythm, Transitions to the next fret
Chord changes you won’t
forget.
Practice makes perfect, right?
Maybe not, but makes better. Shoot your shot.
“Movement Therapy”
Ms. Love where you at?
I know you got them boys in line,
Keeping the time.
Did they give you orders? Special pay?
All love for you and yours
Legacies shiT, that’s what we’re after.
I know it’s in a book or Two.
Let’s stay focused on the mission.
These “brothers” in arms
having visions, coming down
From the highs they used to get by.
Something about being a millennial
in a world that’s perennial,
Constantly in motion,
Like the tides of the oceans
Moon pull, gravity holds you down Right?
I mean ya, but what about when you have to fly and run and swim just to forget for a single
Fraction of a second the pain the world is in.
The mothers crying, trying to get by.
Where’s their time to shine?
Give that reason to smile,
Stay here for awhile.
Look to the sky, keep
Your feet on the ground.
Make her proud, the One( ) who raised you.
The ones who made you cookies on demand.
The generations of love.
Work through the pain, Easier to forgive, to live.
Breathe and just,
Let
it Be.
They’re watching over you
Praying, even when you don’t know it.
Give her some peace. Find yours. Be Free.
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