Tag: Truth

Russian Red

‘They asked if I knew who you were. I don’t give a fuck! They demanded my silence in exchange for their insecurities to be ignored. I truly don’t give a fuck! They insinuated a false narrative that shows them under the light of the Lord they believe in. 

I apply Russian Red by MAC on my lips, I place my braids into a side ponytail. I raise a tall glass of water and toast the frail body that encapsulates your corrupted soul. 

Remember this: the time and attention you devote in your attempts to knock me down only serve as bad energy that you pour into and cause yourself significant affliction. I still don’t give a fuck!’ – Dr Unique 

Pockets – 19.09.2024

Every time you have the time and space to improve, you do nothing.

I hint as I speak, I highlight with red rings of fire. Yet you sit back and act like a bitch. 

Stomp your feet and throw yourself onto a bed of floral, fresh memory foam, and you peek before your soft landing.

You pluck out yet another appeasement and sprinkle it around me, hoping it remains as effective as the last dose.

You forget that all things have an expiry date, even plastic degrades, eventually.

I could draw a map daily, provide a flashlight and, of course, sustenance, and guide you myself, but you’d get lost again. I’d forever state how lucky you were to end up exactly where you started.

It’s a miracle.

Bless my soul for believing in you. 

These days, I don’t even get my hiking boots on. I sit in a cosy chair, sip hot chocolate and catch up with EastEnders. There simply isn’t time to volunteer anymore.

An Unexpected Interruption – 22.05.2022

Shards of glass at my feet cut through my feed and create feuds of the heart and mind.

I remember the last time I smiled. At the time of composure, I cry. Maybe in another life, things wouldn’t be so tough? Perhaps friendships would mean what they do on the tin?

I get it; I do. To flow nicely in this world, my mind needs to be shut down. Only I respect my thoughts more than my sanity.

From the moment I understood my plight until this arduous second – I understand I walk alone to a destination unknown.

Growing Pains

I understand, and I hear you; I love you. I don’t pray!

I don’t believe in random activities, though I procrastinate throughout the day.

I want you. I want me, I want us, I want life.

I need time, more time.

The bolts of life thunder around my mind, creating worlds between myself and I.

The inevitable will happen, and we will fall in love during the day. I’ll kiss you as you fall asleep and quietly walk away.

A Saturday of Significance – 31.07.2021

I bellowed out sounds of pain and misfortune.

I shot bullets of hatred out to our world, and I denied the powers of our universe.

I split my mind in four and crushed two pieces with a pestle and mortar! What else would stone be good for?

Today you shattered my diamond walls, and I let you back in.

I trust we have reconnected for a positive reason – when I discover what it is, I’ll be sure to let you know.

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