Monday, February 28, 2011
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Dear Heart
writing this love letter to my heart...
it seems like I've allowed my precious stone to be used and abused by many
not guarding it like I should have, I have grown alone and bitter
why must I be this way at such a young age,
I guess it's because I put more value on a man's lies than God's truth
silly me,
I can only blame myself because I know that I can do better
can't allow myself to be a door mat for other people's baggage
I have my own life to live, which really hasn't started
confused at this idea and this word we all call love
but believe it or not, I used to know how it felt and exactly what it was
having that relationship with God sealed the deal on my soul,
having found my real first love, the kind of emotion that I didn't want control of,
misleading snakes in the grass of unrighteousness, I allowed to wrong seed to manifest
holding my heart in my hand, I vow never to allow it to hurt again
placing a firm wall around it, making it hard for anyone to come in
taking my time and being cautious of my surroundings,
praying to God that the man worthy for me will find me
making a promise to my heart is easier said than done,
but I refuse to let go because the race has not yet been won
finishing my letter, holding my deepest gratitude
refusing to give my heart to just anyone unless it's the man that my heart falls in love with, too....
Copyright© 2011
De'Shundra Gibson, All Rights Reserved
it seems like I've allowed my precious stone to be used and abused by many
not guarding it like I should have, I have grown alone and bitter
why must I be this way at such a young age,
I guess it's because I put more value on a man's lies than God's truth
silly me,
I can only blame myself because I know that I can do better
can't allow myself to be a door mat for other people's baggage
I have my own life to live, which really hasn't started
confused at this idea and this word we all call love
but believe it or not, I used to know how it felt and exactly what it was
having that relationship with God sealed the deal on my soul,
having found my real first love, the kind of emotion that I didn't want control of,
misleading snakes in the grass of unrighteousness, I allowed to wrong seed to manifest
holding my heart in my hand, I vow never to allow it to hurt again
placing a firm wall around it, making it hard for anyone to come in
taking my time and being cautious of my surroundings,
praying to God that the man worthy for me will find me
making a promise to my heart is easier said than done,
but I refuse to let go because the race has not yet been won
finishing my letter, holding my deepest gratitude
refusing to give my heart to just anyone unless it's the man that my heart falls in love with, too....
Copyright© 2011
De'Shundra Gibson, All Rights Reserved
Breathe
hold me
touch me
embrace me
breathe.
talk to me
mold me
love me
breathe.
have ever wondered why I love you?
may I be let into your heart?
all I want to do is be with you
tell me what's on your mind
never trying to waste you time
just wanted to see you happy, boy
give me a chance to be that woman
that you can love and adore
please, please, please....let me breathe the love around you baby
I hear these love songs,
mostly centered around women giving their all to men
however, I never quite hear the same from the fellas, you dig?
calling me bitches, hoes, sluts, and such
rather tear me down than build me back up
quick to say, "a bitch ain't shit."
merely because most Black men would rather be "niggas" with a man's title
ass backwards if you ask me
groaning at the fact that you continue to call me mean
no my dude, I'm not bitter, angry, or singing a sad songs with the Blues
I'm just not going to deal with your shit.
because I refuse to be having just some any 'ol one just to say that I'm in "love"
fuck that.
you other females can play that sad ass role,
but I...I would rather BREATHE.
educated, strong, and independent
don't get me wrong, I love having a man's company
but don't come around here flashing your money, cars, and expensive jewelry...I ain't buying that shit.
Ralph Lauren ain't never really impressed me, although I must say that it looks good
honey, I got my own: the car, bank accounts, house
I swear on my "grandmama and 'em" I don't need your ass
speaking of the real, let's be real
I'm no needy kind of female
dick and head is all I crave if you want to be 100,
but I'll sugarcoat it and say I want "emotional confinement"
laughing my ass off, ain't that funny?
I must appear weak to get any respect
no no nigga...I ain't falling for that shit.
I'll just rather sit back and BREATHE.
why so harsh you ask?
because I can be
don't get me wrong, I'm about the nicest person you'll ever meet
but I'm not going to chase up behind some man to validate and control me
it takes a REAL, secure man to even approach a woman like myself
just don't think you'll get this milk for free, because this cow costs plenty of money
no prostituting or whoring around here, just letting you know how I feel
sure I want the stable relationship, but at what cost at the age of 22,
I'm no fool and don't ever let it cross your mind that I am...
because honey, I am who I am
like I said before and I'll say it again, I'll just be me while I just BREATHE.
Copyright© 2011
De'Shundra Gibson, All Rights Reserved
touch me
embrace me
breathe.
talk to me
mold me
love me
breathe.
have ever wondered why I love you?
may I be let into your heart?
all I want to do is be with you
tell me what's on your mind
never trying to waste you time
just wanted to see you happy, boy
give me a chance to be that woman
that you can love and adore
please, please, please....let me breathe the love around you baby
I hear these love songs,
mostly centered around women giving their all to men
however, I never quite hear the same from the fellas, you dig?
calling me bitches, hoes, sluts, and such
rather tear me down than build me back up
quick to say, "a bitch ain't shit."
merely because most Black men would rather be "niggas" with a man's title
ass backwards if you ask me
groaning at the fact that you continue to call me mean
no my dude, I'm not bitter, angry, or singing a sad songs with the Blues
I'm just not going to deal with your shit.
because I refuse to be having just some any 'ol one just to say that I'm in "love"
fuck that.
you other females can play that sad ass role,
but I...I would rather BREATHE.
educated, strong, and independent
don't get me wrong, I love having a man's company
but don't come around here flashing your money, cars, and expensive jewelry...I ain't buying that shit.
Ralph Lauren ain't never really impressed me, although I must say that it looks good
honey, I got my own: the car, bank accounts, house
I swear on my "grandmama and 'em" I don't need your ass
speaking of the real, let's be real
I'm no needy kind of female
dick and head is all I crave if you want to be 100,
but I'll sugarcoat it and say I want "emotional confinement"
laughing my ass off, ain't that funny?
I must appear weak to get any respect
no no nigga...I ain't falling for that shit.
I'll just rather sit back and BREATHE.
why so harsh you ask?
because I can be
don't get me wrong, I'm about the nicest person you'll ever meet
but I'm not going to chase up behind some man to validate and control me
it takes a REAL, secure man to even approach a woman like myself
just don't think you'll get this milk for free, because this cow costs plenty of money
no prostituting or whoring around here, just letting you know how I feel
sure I want the stable relationship, but at what cost at the age of 22,
I'm no fool and don't ever let it cross your mind that I am...
because honey, I am who I am
like I said before and I'll say it again, I'll just be me while I just BREATHE.
Copyright© 2011
De'Shundra Gibson, All Rights Reserved
To Be Where You Are
to be where you are would be like a fairytale to me
my prince charming rescuing me from the ways of men with evil intentions
to be where you are would remind me of a childhood past time,
filling my heart with joy and love unparallel to what I have already experienced
to be where you are would place emphasis on how I truly feel
the reason that I am so passionate about you and want you to be a better man
to be where you are would be to explain why my heart has grown more intimately,
because you are everywhere I want to be
the meaning of love is bestowed in you
often times, finding myself basking in the essence of your being in a daydream
keeping you near my heart allows for my days to run more smoothly
seeing the sunrays of your smiles warms my soul, showing through my facial expressions
it's hard to believe that you're just a friend
having the gratitude and humbleness to make any woman confine in your inner beauty
a rare diamond amongst the masses of cold heart, nonchalant behavior, and held grudges
I find how you are to be true and genuine
you make me want to be a better woman
finding myself changing things about my personality and continued habits,
only to bring to the surface thebest woman living deep within in
no longer do I allow the unworthy treatment of other men,
because I know how a woman is supposed to be treated like because of you
breaking me down and building me up,
you have my ultimately love and trust
holding myself to a higher standard,
you will never let me continue with a cycle of self-destructive likeliness
because you say that you see so much more potential than what I show
excuse me if I ramble on,
I have a love jones for a particular guy
the type of man that shows himself proud, knowing that I know his very being
he allowed to strip him naked to his soul, showing him the mirror image of what I saw in him
could not see him with anyone else,
although I know that he can see his life without me
he says that I'm his best friend, but at times he's my worst enemy
the love/hate relationship that I have with him is one of kind
trying my hardest to not get attached, not even so much being clingy
I don't want to scare him away, but I would hate to see him leave....
I just want to be where he is,
to show him that my love is true. honest. real.
for I know what it would be like without him,
but his presence with my smile utterly speaks "to be where you are"
"To Be Where You Are"
Copyright© 2011
De'Shundra Gibson, All Rights Reserved
my prince charming rescuing me from the ways of men with evil intentions
to be where you are would remind me of a childhood past time,
filling my heart with joy and love unparallel to what I have already experienced
to be where you are would place emphasis on how I truly feel
the reason that I am so passionate about you and want you to be a better man
to be where you are would be to explain why my heart has grown more intimately,
because you are everywhere I want to be
the meaning of love is bestowed in you
often times, finding myself basking in the essence of your being in a daydream
keeping you near my heart allows for my days to run more smoothly
seeing the sunrays of your smiles warms my soul, showing through my facial expressions
it's hard to believe that you're just a friend
having the gratitude and humbleness to make any woman confine in your inner beauty
a rare diamond amongst the masses of cold heart, nonchalant behavior, and held grudges
I find how you are to be true and genuine
you make me want to be a better woman
finding myself changing things about my personality and continued habits,
only to bring to the surface thebest woman living deep within in
no longer do I allow the unworthy treatment of other men,
because I know how a woman is supposed to be treated like because of you
breaking me down and building me up,
you have my ultimately love and trust
holding myself to a higher standard,
you will never let me continue with a cycle of self-destructive likeliness
because you say that you see so much more potential than what I show
excuse me if I ramble on,
I have a love jones for a particular guy
the type of man that shows himself proud, knowing that I know his very being
he allowed to strip him naked to his soul, showing him the mirror image of what I saw in him
could not see him with anyone else,
although I know that he can see his life without me
he says that I'm his best friend, but at times he's my worst enemy
the love/hate relationship that I have with him is one of kind
trying my hardest to not get attached, not even so much being clingy
I don't want to scare him away, but I would hate to see him leave....
I just want to be where he is,
to show him that my love is true. honest. real.
for I know what it would be like without him,
but his presence with my smile utterly speaks "to be where you are"
"To Be Where You Are"
Copyright© 2011
De'Shundra Gibson, All Rights Reserved
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