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PB&J w/ The Cru$t
He asked me, “What if you get all you’ve been wanting?”
As I made fairytales out of the past that used to haunt me but I’ll never forget the real ones who took the time and taught me.
Staring at what about a month and some change ago I was talking about as if I just blew out the candle and open my eyes to reality.
You see I really planeted that tree because my roots were strong and I listened when my great auntie said baby girl you just gotta hold on.
They should’ve knew I can’t let my craft get too dusty so I took a few steps back.
Determined to get back on track never would I not allow my wrongs to not be made into right way
Too many today stuck in the dark and can’t see the light looking everywhere but always left lost.
I’ve been there feeling like every day is just another struggle but there wasn’t no rollin on. Thought I was the boss so I had to pay the cost.
Trying to reach out to the homies but they were just as gone.
Feelin like no one ever truly cared because they straight took my money like a stock cause they thought they had a percentage of the share. Luckily I saw options and took em.
Because I spent so many days crying about what wasn’t fair really making wishes as if life downfalls can just be like light switches you thought you were on but, storms are coming I hope you planted seeds because I grew a tree and I got flowers my roots are strong and I’m reclaiming all my power meanwhile all your love is turning sour like day-old milk
Like the lies of a coward it’s like trying to wash it away with the shower but you know you’ll never be clean.
Not until you decide to be free and if you want when you’re ready I know a place where grace falls from the sky like Colorful confetti Don’t worry about the tears that may fill your eyes
step into the light silent the panic because your craft was never made to be placed into the attic shake off the dust and just have faith I promise one day you’ll be able to trust.
One day you’ll see the difference between love and lust and, you’ll see a world of equity and just I promise it’s not easy but it’s simple.
Like peanut butter jelly but with the crust the rain is coming to turn the silver made into every chain rust.
F R E E
Written By: Iyawna Anderson
How often our downfalls, set backs, and mistakes are casted as the villains to our Hero’s journey (life itself)
It is only when we are courageous enough to humble our selves and invite selflessness into our fragile lives that we are able to free our soul and mind of our present problems and relieve ourselves from feeding our constant infant like screaming desires that sometimes never seem to subside into a soothing hush. So we daydream of a easy If only life were easy. But life should never be easy because life’s unique complexities over time can be simple, but only if you it were Like a strong woman’s morals, like a single father’s love we must be consistent and hold onto preserverence like we hold onto our pride. It is then that we can receive the gift of a world so big, big enough to provide a shade cool enough for a new perception to our once mistaken failures to now simply only deferred dreams that are awaiting like we used to wait when we were kids on Christmas Eve night for a crack or creek in the house. If we are determined students, and wise architects of our own lives, living with humulity and faith we may manifest a light to shine bright enough to finally shut out the darkness of our past. Strong enough to be a hero in our journey, life itself.
#life itself #poetry
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