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Incomplety That Girl

This girl plays it safe, sits on the fence, while everyone gets their hands dirty.This girl can’t take a risk. She is too dream of everything she could be.This girl knows how to fake it.She wears her smile so well, you can’t tell it’s plastic not even the hottest truth can melt it.This girl isContinue reading “Incomplety That Girl”

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I’M FINE, THANKS FOR ASKING

I’m fine…I say it smile so that it sounds more convincing.“I’m fine! “I’ll probably chuckle just to make sure you don’t see the tears hiding this plastic smile that I have worn for so long. I have forgotten what my smile looks like.But I’m fine…You don’t need to ask me twice.I made it clear theContinue reading “I’M FINE, THANKS FOR ASKING”

Some Days

Sometimes I cry. Sometimes I smile. Most times I’m hurt, broken and bruised. Other times I laugh, out loud in amusement of the lies I make myself believe. Some days are grey. Most days are true. This feeling ain’t new. But I pick up my pieces and try this again because sometimes one step isContinue reading “Some Days”

Monday (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

Monday is a morning to a week It’s waking up to possibility Monday is a genesis To all that can be. Monday is the tone The tone you pitch; Monday is taking your wounds, And giving them a little stitch. Monday is finding your strength; And holding it with great grip. Monday is taking everyContinue reading “Monday (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”

What addiction feels like (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

An urge; Is what I called it. Until these feelings started to surge And soon I couldn’t hold it So I gave in. Sensual desire got the best of me- I took a shot at withdrawal But it only returned pain and anxiety- So I gave in. This is a cell I’m enslaved in. HowContinue reading “What addiction feels like (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”