Category: Ghetto Star: Pleasure & Pain

I Know

I know how to count, so I’m counting.

Addition, subtraction no reaction.

 

I know how to read so I’m reading, the messages you don’t send so I’m guessing.

I know how to think so I’m assuming, no contact in forms is just ruining.

 

In comparison to us at the beginning, we’re nothing right now you’re just sinning

Our beginning was flourish with no blots. Now I’m connecting all dots, you’ve just stopped!

 

Ruining connections, you keep stepping, over my thoughts expressing passive aggression.

Online many times just seeking, I see the signs many times I’ve been peeping.

It’s been a while, so you dial because you creeping.

Bitch claims to be stalled, so you call, shit is seeping.

 

I know how to connect, so I’ve disconnected. Those callbacks you speak of keep requesting.

My investment can’t invest, so I’m missing. Staring out my rearview is a blessing.

Like Amy I’m Gone Girl, I’m transparent. Everything on the peripheral is apparent.

I wondered if I’m at fault, I’m impatient. But your actions I speak of, I’m just saying. You could do better, but you’re playing.

Emotional intelligence is a blessing, I know this emotion, I’ve faded.

@Dame_Unique

Privileged Capsules

We share the same space, as society infrequently places us together. Seated close by, we talk and exchange pleasantries.

You’ve had an easier upbringing, on the backs of my ancestors. I’ve had a challenging one, in the face of yours.

Yet you travel the world, in capsules of extra income. That you get from having a step up on the many backs, that have broken a billion times over.

You sit next to me, across from and around me. Vocalising how my culture is! What you learnt from my mother land and how I should do this and that.

Anything you want, you get without having to consult the universe. You’re aware of your privileges as you enjoy it every day. You bask in the glory of the souls you crush and the opportunities you steal – you know, the ones you were never interested in, but took, because you can?

I graft each day and work 10 times harder than the 7 capsules around me. Yet, they sail by and beyond…

Wasted love Things go crazy all the time. Things surprise me, shock me, make me think too much. I trust the universe. I believe in the outcome delivered to me. I know time will bring understanding. #WastedLove #ExLove #Love #HealingHearts #PicturePerfect #Universe #Trust #NoRegrets #Dedication I trust in my heart. It beats along wild pathways. I trust in you. I believe in me. I know us. #MyLife #Growth #WomanHood #WithoutYou #PersonalNotes I resonate with lyrics. They understand me. I understand you. I don’t know who you are. You’re my wasted love. My real love. Wish you knew I was the one. You can do what you want, because I’ve set you free. Next thing I know you’re leaving me. #GetAwayFromLove Truth on a song #WastedLove #JheneAiko

Nightmare Before 2015

I’ve been learning about my former classmates, and their confidently attained distinctions; awarded for the dissertations that they submitted in September. Although I’m very pleased for them, It is causing me to stress.

After-all my educational background is in marketing, not English-Language or English-Literature. Therefore I wake up worried and fall asleep stressed.

I need my dissertation to be perfect! If ever such a word was conveyed through art…

Dominique