If being in love is for suckas then I’m the blue kind with the bubble gum center.
My heart feels like it was slammed in a car door like a finger
This pain it lingers
Like I’m stuck in traffic, it’s a parking lot
The conversation between my heart and my head where my mind tells my soul to slow down before it winds up dead obliterated by this game we call love
It’ll drive you insane and send you off on the wings of a dove
To be attack by an eagle and shat out into the sound
Where a fish will swallow it up never again to be found
That is what loving you will do to me
And that’s the terrifying part of giving it up
Not giving IT up
Giving love up to you
You see cause I’m a sucka for a good romance
That slow dance
Where two bodies move as one finding the rhythm and groove in the journey of our feet along this melodic path turning obstacles into harmonies
And naysayers into falicies
Our love reigns victoriously
Until an opposing King or Queen shouts “Off with her head”
And suddeny our love is dead
And here I am back in bed
Burying this decapitated stone into wet pillows soiled with the pieces of my broken heart and the romances with guys that barely start
Aside from the drawn out DTRs that happen in my head where I can’t remember if the “I love you” line was mine or his
Loving you is rarely fair
Rarely fair trade
It is bought and sold in this capitalistic system
Trampled and pist on
By every guy who thought he got close enough to determine that he didn’t like what he could see
But left me to deal with his nearness and the feelings I was experiencing
Christian men, you all seem to function the same,
Telling me to guard my heart but you neglect your call to protecting
Instead you are reaping and picking, selecting and dissecting
Until you find the one you want keeping
But you don’t see what you have sewn
In your wake we’re left reaping your take
Until our hearts grow fake pressed in with a stake
Turned into movies like black women’s diaries
So fire me or sue me but just don’t consume me
I’m a sucka for love the blue kind with the bubble gum center
3 comments:
Wow! That was good, and sad. I want to see that performed.
I really like this piece. The heart is a delicate thing, and not meant to be played with. I appreciate your word. It would be cool to see you perform this.
-Caleb
@ Charissa Lee... you know I am always down to visit and provide a private performance for the Fam! I miss you all.
@ Caleb, you certainly are a wiselad. Maybe at one Cultivate.
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