Jill Scott- The Thickness

I love the way Jill speaks the truth, heck, she is the truth. This piece was especially inspirational to me.

I Miss You

Six years still feels like just yesterday.... thats all that can really be said. Happy Birthday

This time I’ll be there.

I’ll be there to say goodbye,

To celebrate your journey,

To not take life for granted,

To not take your life for granted,

To use my body to warm you back up,

To hold your hand,

Breathe life back into your lungs

Like the September breezes that

Remind me of you.

To call your name

Loud enough that you would feel

It in the pit of your soul

Only to rise from this eternal slumber.

This time I’ll save you

From your inner struggles,

Constantly at war with your mind.

Everyday is a battle,

And I know its painful.

This time I’ll fight with you

Become you secret service agent

To jump in front of you went the shot of Death passes by.

Part take in each tribulation

Carry your exhaustion on my shoulders

This time I’ll be there

Be interested in any and everything you

Have to say

Listen to your stories

Take heed in your guidance

Be thankful for the wisdom God has bestowed upon

You.

Sing our favorite songs

Talk for hours until we fall asleep

So you don’t have to be alone,

with your inner thoughts

I’ll rewind time to go

Back just to lay near you

Enjoy every second

If only I had this time, or next time

But my last time was my last time

And i

Can’t change the past

Only

Endure the results of our last words

To carry through the present

Try to fill my void from you of

Something else

But each is a constant reminder

Of what I did not get to

Do

Had I still had you

I miss you

Mom

Depression

I’d like you to think that I have it all together

Everything is on point

Not a hair out of place

 My outer being working like a well oiled machine

But internally,

Gears constantly

Pop

Out of place

And

I am slowing breaking down.

Spend my nights with tear stained pillows

And

Wrap myself up with 400 thread count

Sheets

Woven from emptiness at night.

Wake up each morning trying

To scrub the layers of loneliness off my

Skin

So many times till it bleeds

I need

Someone to carry me to serenity,

I can’t stop hurting.

I pour a cup of heartbreak

Hot

And piercing

That it scolds my soul

Stir two packets

And drink it down to fill me up with the thought of luck.

This invisible layer that weighs me

Down

10 ton.

I try to

Lift it,

Let it go

Free myself from this…

I want peace 

Overpowered

Its rare that I disclose any of the people that influence my work. However, this piece just screamed dedication, unfortunatley ...... Reading is only half the matter. I hope you can understand where we stood (you know who you are).

How do I begin

To tell the tale of

What has come to pass,

Of what

Maybe I wanted to last

But finally fell short

Because I was tired of dealing with your ass.

Alas,

A friendship like this should never be

There was no use in being fri-enimies

“I love you, then I hate you, then I love you”

Type vocabulary

Why?

But this tug-o-war relationship

Never worked since

We’re on opposite ends

One pulling the other in the wrong direction,

I can’t do this anymore.

Drawing in open seams as if it were a chore

Having to constantly restore

The good time we once had before.

Washing my scabs of my

Anger for you on a daily basis hurts.

And while each feel as though the other

Has been deserted

I just want to let go of this

Rope.

But how can I

Without allowing you to fall hard.

No one to catch you, because we’re both pulling alone,

Or do I just stop pulling

Allowing you to drag me

Along for the ride until

I’m neck deep in murky water

I am not strong enough.

"Naturally, this hair keeps opening me up to realtiy....."- Rae (That's me! lol)

Untitled

Talent runs in the family! This is a piece done by my little sister Gabby. Enjoy.

No more "baby's" and "I love you"

Not a chance in the world to say I do

A love ended when life began

Change, time, and social fun

Killed it slowly

A painful drift to separate places

No more caking and dancing

The romance

Has been lifted

And I must act as if I don't miss it

Your soothing voice putting me to sleep

Replaced with tears as I think

Of you and me

A love lost in the dust

After the destruction caused by us

All the promises broken

No love kept as a token

Torn apart and misled

Mind so stubborn, will never change

Not even for your lover

I must forget that this existed

A touch from your finger making me happy

Your silly and twisted

Stories every day

Being able to talk all my pain away

A love so pure and innocent

Never forced or minuscule

Filled the room when we walked in it

Reminded so many

What might have been missing

Acting as if I don't think about you

Or jump for joy when I hear from you

Reminding myself every second

That we might never turn back

Giving up as the days grow longer

Locking those sweet memories away

And rubbing all chips off my shoulder

Trying to forget this pain is inside when I see you

Plastering a smile on my face

And know I'm looking my best

So you can see what you've missed

Acting every day

Causes more drift

And sooner or later

My love for you is like a mist

Can't be seen nor heard

And after all this

I still can't be your friend

"Why do we hate those that we are most like?"

First Time

We both lay silent

Too nerved and unwilling to touch each other

Because of what we did.

We kept quiet,

Thinking that this has to be kept a secret

As if it’s we were suppose to regret

The invasion of the each other’s

Space, what is deemed to be private

But indeed I felt alive

And

Halfway through realizing that a personal bubble (more like a block)

Need no longer be an issue

And that holding you, interlocking fingers was

 A joy within itself and yet

That lips locked rocked my insides to very core

Sweeping away the rot of heartbreak into this new feeling

I had never felt before.

We lay silent

Reluctant to look at one another in the eye

Hoping that these moments of awkwardness will

Soon pass by

Praying that I will choose not to stay the night,

To finally move on with our lives.

But I find it silently insane not to wait to cherish

People stare,
Turn their heads
Trying to divert their attention
away from the fact
That my afro has the
Power to distract,
Catch eyes like road signs
From miles away
"Beautiful head of hair coming
Up on your right, Exit Now"
But the smalls towns
always get overlooked
Major traffic going
Toward bigger, better
Artificial acts
Attractions.

Not that I'm craving attention, desparate for any and everyone to look..... but every once in a while, it would be kinda of nice.

Reasons Unknown

You are,

Not my reason for living

But you sure come close

To reasoning, easily

Making life filled with

A little less misery

Although you are that

Wine glass to which I

Am not ready to give

myself away to sensibly

To be drunk off of your love

Like reviving my life too

You do

Bring me back to this

Youth, adding years

Allowing our times together

Seem like they will never

End, I think I have

Found that fountain

And the trail to that

Secret starts in your eyes

And ends levels six deep

In your heart

But to my surprise

It’s already been dug up

So I began to look elsewhere

Because obviously I got the

Wrong map right?

At least that’s what I’ll tell myself

Being lead only by the

Sound of your voice

And I think I  trust you,

Knowing that this may be the

Only way that we will still

Be together

Forever,

“Just relax” you say,

 And I will look elsewhere

Taking my journey deeper 

And deeper in the

Depths of the unknown

Not quite like Africa

But it has a jungle of its own

And you tell me that

It’s here here where

I’ll find our love, how

Our lives are intertwined for an eternity

Like two vines gently tangled

Bearing fruit on all ends

No time and yes, I do want you

To be mine so I’ll do

Anything to make you happy

Hoping that you will fall

Madly in these arms

Into these hands and

I will fall madly into that heart

I will give myself to you

Sacrificially

Apart from the fact

That you will never truly

Understand what happens

When you take hold of

My hand

I am ready to submit

But all you can think about is

If it can take it

And how you can

Tell your friends about

How you turned this trick out

And all I’m trying to figure out

is

How the

Trail detoured off

From your eyes to your

Balls.

To my inner walls

Secretly joking that

I will never be your only,

adding yet another

Notch to your belt

Knowing that you never

Really cared how I felt

And I’ll act as though I

Never knew because

I’ll do anything just to be

Close to you

My emotions quarrel

The secretions subdue

You turn over

And use my tears as the

Lullaby to your dreams

Sweet music indeed

So Lately.................

I guess since rockin' the fro, I have been getting more attention from older guys (like late 20s, early 30s). And while I do not mind the attention, it does feel a little weird. So I wrote this little line in homage to all the cradle rockers out there. Enjoy!

I know you think maybe it’s ok,

That it’s cool,

Because just like you I’m a 80s baby.

 And you’re think just maybe baby,

 We could make a baby maybe.

But you’re like 80 baby,

And I’m not into the 80 baby,

Just the 80s baby.

Planet Earth

The skies are blue living in a world with you.

Our innocence together placed in it clouds of white.

The way you light up my day hangs the sun,

Yellow in the sky.

How our love has grown plants the grass all around.

 Yet the tears make up the seas,

Tossing back and forth with the wind that whistles our words.

Where the trees sway back and forth,

filled with the leaves of our memories.