Tag: words

Time – Saturday, September 6, 2025

It’s been a while.

I’ve often lied to myself, hoping my words would somehow become reality.

Recently, I intentionally apologised for something I did not do.

Imagine being ill and at every turn, you’re met with a fog of silence. Every other week, you may hear something, if you’re lucky enough.

For years, I have waded through this toxic forest and somehow mastered the art of masking. 

For every ten new faces, I practice, practice, practice. The past few months have brought me to my knees. I bared my soul. I have buried myself in shame and disgust. 

Yes. I’m deeply disappointed in myself for allowing him to plug in and farm my essence. 

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In the early hours of this morning, I laid her to rest. She fought back, and it hurts me to share this. I drowned her mind with the truth. I forced her to review all of those forms of connection. I passed her the blade and gave her the privacy to cut away each toxic string.

From the moment the star was violently thrown on the floor, she knew. Her ties to Jamaica are shared through genuine love and appreciation. However, regret consumes her, as the gifts were undeserving.

Many times she has arrived at the entrance of this portal. Her idea of ‘love’ is toxic and forever holds her back. 

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It has been twenty-four hours since she disconnected. Less than the five hundred and four hours he had waited to enquire.

He acted like a psychologist in a position of care and trust. Secured her trust for his reign of deceit. She had never liked silver or gold; her existence is worth more. He felt her energy and wanted to tap in whenever he needed her, akin to visiting a petrol station for more fuel. Only, he never imagined having to pay.

Over time, he drugged her with words and spiked her with intimacy. Encouraged her to share and trust…Essentially, he challenged himself to pillage from her kingdom, leaving her in his words ‘broken, overthinking and confused.’

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May those who intentionally hurt others suffer. May redemption never become an option.

May the truth be set free and her lifeless connection stay disengaged with the influencer and connected to her heartbeats.

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Ps. I know you hate me. Your true thoughts have been shown to me, through time.

March 19, 2025

‘Advice is for the weak and I’m in profit.

At the top of this tree, I sit, and no one will clock it. Day by day, I grow and swell; I understand where you stand and how deceit bloats common minds.

I’m not defined by my words, but inflation steals my time.’

DR. UNIQUE

Vulnerable

Two nights ago, I dreamt about the meaning of the word vulnerable.

I realised I had misunderstood the meaning of the word. I was out by pages.

I stood up and apologised in the only way I knew best – through writing.

I have spent another twenty-four hours ruminating over the word’s meaning and actions.

I mean, I’m not the most intelligent form of existence.

You feel vulnerable with me.

What is happening is a fine blend of elements that take time to create.

Wax seal over the opening.

Until June 2022

Wow! What a year it has been, the good, the bad, the dangerous? Cast aside to my think bin.

I set a few goals, a bit of this, and some of that; nothing has made me happier than writing. Though, after another 12 months of trying to play catch-up and not having the time to complete all I know I can. After 12 months of consideration, I have decided to take a break from blogging – it won’t be forever, just until June 2022.

I want to thank every one of you for supporting and inspiring my life. 2021 has been quite the challenge, and I officially recognise, I need to take a step back from this and focus intensely on my main goal. Of course, I will continue to read other blogs and show my love and support for my fellow Creative Writers – But for now, Crow and I shall fly through the skies in the hopes to return to you in two thousand and twenty-two.

With love,

Dame Unique

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.

You Only Die Once

We talk about life and how it is better to do something now rather than leave it until later because of YOLO.

But the truth is, you only die once!

You can love and become destroyed all within the same relationship.

A lack of consistency with earnings can push you into a lane riddled with broken glass, and you’ll stop walking because the end result is not worth the pain, especially as there is no guarantee of a better ending than where you currently stand.

Tears are temporary and dangerously futile – I cried over heartbreak, and my heart crumbled even more.

Who am I to ask for more when life suggests I need less until I fade away to nothingness.

Why are you waiting for something to happen for you to progress? Or rather, why don’t you trust that you are more than capable of committing to your goals and surpassing them.

Or maybe you are vanishing into the grey mist of confusion, and before you know it, you’re 84 and taking a leap into life.