When the love is gone...

1st love, 2nd love, 3rd or 4th love

tru love hurts

all the things you do
when its over in a second

the things you still when love is gone

looking in the mirror
finding where you went wrong
you want to believe but
lemme tell you the truth

you think:

'his like dont mean a thing without me'
trust me hes stilll living
'his life has changed now im not there'
No- its still the same

it you and your heartbreak
but for you his heart no longer aches

the power you feel
when you feel powerless
he threw you like the rest
hes not a
FooL
IdioT
LiaR
CheaT
anymore

hes the past
NOT your future

dont believe in the stars
believe in yourself
like he never did

spoil yourself
cos no man ever will

and

LOVE YOURSELF
more than any man ever can!!!

Black women: GET IT TOGETHER!!

I am writing this blog because of a video that I recently saw online about black women. This lady who was a stunning black woman was giving an account on her view on black women being single mums and staying with ‘dogged out’ (as I would put it) black men. And I must say she made some very valid points. From my point of view I do believe that black women have to take some responsibility when their relationship breaks down because as this woman states we chose them, therefore why are we surprised when they cheat, when they are always broke, when they can’t even get us a birthday/Christmas/valentines card. And I know...I’ve been there a few times before. After my last failed relationship with someone who I felt was a waste of time but taught me a lesson about myself. He lied from day one had all sorts of girls and secrets then I was shocked when he cheated and was having threesomes and all of them sexual relations. I was hurt, distressed. Then one day I realised, well if I never engaged with this guy in the first place, this could have well of been prevented. I took a look at my self-confidence, the way I carry myself and the sort of men I attract and I realised I am choosing to form relationships with these men. So rather than changing my type or changing something to do with the man, I decided to change myself. And yea it gets lonely sometimes but it’s really worth it because I know there’s a decent man out there I just haven’t met him yet. I realised I’ve kissed enough frogs, played around with many hyenas and it’s time to stop, focus on what I want. What I want from life and how a relationship can benefit me rather than hinder me and cause upset. I want to say to all women out there, because it’s not only black women making the same mistakes, that you don’t need to sleep with this ‘dogged out’ men to feel loved or have his baby to make him love you. (Furthermore, if he aint a good man, what makes you think he’s gonna be a good father, I don’t get why you want to have an idiot on lock. Anyway another argument for another day). Women should unite, stop hating and criticising each other. We should love one another, compliment each other. We are all beautiful loving people who deserve to be loved. And there’s a deserving man waiting to receive all the love you have to give.

Hiii

Hi everyone just thought I would start my blog with a bit of poetry just to show you what I am all about. I am a poet, soon to be an entrepreneur, graduate, labourer (lol), sister, cousin, daugher, friend. I am a lot of different labels and happy that they all come together and make me. I hope you enjoy my blog, I speak whats on my mind and my views so I am always happy for a good debate :D

People Say Im Not Black Enough...

...'Cos I dont talk the talk
or walk the walk
People say I'm not Black enough cos of the food I eat,
the context in which I speak
Sometimes people say I'm not Black
cos of my music preferences
the friends I chose, the places I reference,
the type of men I admire
& the life I desire.
But wait....
Does anyone actually know what its like to be 'black'?
Does anyone actually know what its like to be 'human'?
Many people decide to live up to the stereotype
but sorry I cant take that negitivity in my life
I enjoy being me,
A young Black woman destined to be
more than what society
has got planned for me
My ancestors were not whipped and stripped of their freedom for life
So that Black people could be labelled and stereotyped
Next time someone says to me
'Your not black enough'
Ill ask:
How am I meant to be?