Tag: CreativeWriting

Don’t Stop Don’t Quit

Don’t stop

Don’t quit

Growing up in a society where they promote the way you look over the value you bring is the world, many of us live in today.

Some of us are born into a life of ease and embellished answers for every stage in their lives and the lives of those around them. Others must develop a heart to fight and the tenacity to wade through the shit that greets them with each new day.

Dreams

Where we aspire to live a better life than that of those who lived before us. We want better bodies; more beautiful clothes and our hearts yearn for more established surroundings. Surprise! We are blessed to wake up and greet another tonne of shit, share it and hope for a brighter tomorrow.

We speak with others and replay the drama!

We speak with others and replay the drama!

We speak with others and replay the drama!

Time continues, life goes on;

We see others and complain about that shit!

We see others and complain about that shit!

We see others and complain about that shit!

Regularly

Someone will ‘well my advice is…’ talk shit down your ears.

Someone will ‘I would’ve done that instead…’ talk shit down your ears.

Someone will ‘sorry, I’ve been so busy…’ talk shit down your ears.

Flip a coin and recite riddles, they’ll stay preein’ you online.

Remember

The one who said, ‘are you sure you don’t want to do something a bit easier?’

The one who said, ‘you should stay where you are and work your way up!’

The one who said, ‘come on, that is impossible to do. I say it’s best to stick to what you know.’

Everything needs practice

Practice needs consistency

Consistency needs belief

Belief requires YOU

The only person that can make your dreams come into fruition is YOU

Others will continue to dump shit on you

Weeds will flourish and take every opportunity to assassinate you

Rats will creep up and steal the fruits you begin to bare

Pigeons will ensure that no seeds remain for you to start-over

Remember the only person that can make your dreams come into fruition is YOU

When the gremlins come out to take away your gains, set them on fire!

Cultivate your garden and plant a variety of seeds, nourish their needs and sprinkle some of their wants. Show your garden how much you love it, tell your garden every day.

Recite your affirmations daily,

I can do anything

I am creative

I am amazing

I have a unique purpose

Believe in yourself, believe in your craft, believe that all you need to start is trust.

Wade through the shit and use it to fertilise your garden.

Never forget where you started

Separate the real from the fake

Invest in truth

Love yours

Stay grounded

Never give up

Be proud

Stay focused

Free your mind, and allow your creativity to grow

‘and if you fall, stand tall and come back for more.’ (2Pac)

#BeCreative

#BeYourself

#BeReal

#BeUnique

Secrets are Secret

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Have you ever felt so strong that if you were shot, you could take it?

Like right here, right now.

BANG!

Through the centre of my heart, a bullet made from diamond pieced through.

My love for you poured out, crimson in colour, the temperature was the body.

Are you comfortable enough?

My heart is now faulty.

Pain, what pain? I’m too shocked to notice.

Eyes closed I hear your voice, ‘Unique, stay with me, baby.’

Like a baby, I lay helpless.

But I love this shade of red, it suits me.

You always looked impeccable in a suit darling, always.

I feel the warmth of your whisky infused breath, upon my eyebrows.

‘You can’t leave me Unique, we have a whole future together!’

I wonder if you noticed the expiry date when we joined up?

Thinking ‘forever’ never means the definition.

I found that out twenty seconds ago.

Have you ever felt so powerful, that if you were shot at, they would miss?

Rat-ta-ta-tah

(Pop, pop, Pop)

A bullet scrapes by the side of my neck. But you’re alright darling, that’s all that matters.

‘Unique, I love you with all my heart.’

My heart bleeds out, air drifts away from me.

I can’t feel your breathing anymore, I struggle to open my eyes.

I know I’m dying.

Rat-ta-tah!

‘Unique, I’m sorry baby. You know I love you, I do.’

Rah-ta-ta-tah, Rah-ta-ta-tah!

(Pop, pop, pop)

Every time you come around.

I take a few steps back, you make ten strides forward.

I tell you no.

You answer for me.

I lay motionless with a 5cm hole through my heart.

The beats are fading out.

Every time.

You return like the predicted coming of Jesus.

Only you’re here, right now.

BANG!

My brown eyes open the moment the bullet cuts into the skin between my eyebrows.

Breathing

My sun, my moon, my peace.

Everything I did was for you.

My moon, my sun, I sleep.

Everything you did was for you.

Never again will I see, never again will I feel.

Once loved, twice shot.

Twice shot, lovers plot.

11:11

Lovers plot? What’s the essence?

To kill for love, to kill equates to no sense.

No senses are working, I’m sorry.

Time of death.

‘I’m sorry, Unique! Please don’t die. I don’t know what came over me. I never wanted you to leave me. I’m sorry.’

He cradles my body and his tears and hysterics shower me with wasted energy.

‘I, I only wanted you to be mine. I wanted you to love me, just like I love you. Look, I wanted us to get married.’

He picks up the diamond ring from the side of my thigh and pushes it onto my ring finger.

He presses his lips upon mine and somehow ignores the blood that covering my Ruby Woo.

‘I panicked. Please, GOD! Please don’t let her die.’

His phone beeps.

He sends a reply.

He looks at pictures of us taken yesterday.

Plays the video

‘I wish we could spend the rest of our lives together, just us.’

‘I do too, baby girl.’

He phones the police.

Secrets are Secret