Black Poetry : Emotions

[FattnBeautiful]

Emotions, to many to count all in my head screaming,
yelling, and they all have questions.
I have no answers.
I’m just as confused as they come.
I’m always wanting but never getting.
It’s so close I can almost see it.

“NO”, they say.
“You can’t have it.”
“Why?” I say.
They turn away.
“Why?” They don’t look me in the eye.
“Why?” I cry.

It’s so close I can almost see it, touch it, smell it, and taste it.
Make it stop.
I think too much.
It seems like all of these things are just clouding my head.

What do the want from me?
I have nothing to take.
I hold on to my pride, that you cannot have.
I hold on to my love, what’s left of it anyway.
“It’s mine”, I say.

I give and I give.
What’s left? What’s mine?
You take and you take.
Your pockets full,
seems busting.
Your hands are full of me, my life, my fight and my light.

My eyes full of hurt, fear, and disgust.
My heart is running on empty.
The sign says no more, stores closed, and your credit just ran out.
”Give it back”, I say.
Give it back that’s all I have or just take my life
you have everything else.
I can no longer live in this half wake, half sleep,
almost dead but still alive.

I gave myself to you.
You just took it.
That smile on your face,
that pleasure in your voice,
that lust in your eye.
Your love ran dry.

“You put yourself there”, they say.
“Its your fault”, they say.
“You’re the only one to blame”, they say.
“Why?” I cry.

I only wanted to be needed, to be wanted,
to be held, to be kissed, to be touched,
to be liked, to have a body on top of mine,
to be pleased, to be pleasured,
all I wanted was to be cared for.

Show no emotion. I’m so good at that.
Both know it’s there but only one is scared.
“You knew from the beginning”, they said.
“I know. I know, I know, and I understand”, I say.
“Do you, do you really understand”?
My hands are closed on my ears shaking my head in disbelief.
Emotions, to many to count,
they all have questions and I have no answers​

 

[$$RICH$$]

in da wake of deep emotions that seem to question da mind
seem harder yet da heart knows da answers to why !!!!
free ya mind and the rest will follow thee to an complete view of clearity

sometime we all have these emotions running faster and deeper then what
our mind care to handle which leaves us blank sometime and confused

i feel ya i've been on this road so many times .......continue to speak out

 

[truetothecause]

Emotions, to many to count all in my head screaming,
yelling, and they all have questions.
I have no answers.
I’m just as confused as they come.
I’m always wanting but never getting.
It’s so close I can almost see it.

“NO”, they say.
“You can’t have it.”
“Why?” I say.
They turn away.
“Why?” They don’t look me in the eye.
“Why?” I cry.

It’s so close I can almost see it, touch it, smell it, and taste it.
Make it stop.
I think too much.
It seems like all of these things are just clouding my head.

What do the want from me?
I have nothing to take.
I hold on to my pride, that you cannot have.
I hold on to my love, what’s left of it anyway.
“It’s mine”, I say.

I give and I give.
What’s left? What’s mine?
You take and you take.
Your pockets full,
seems busting.
Your hands are full of me, my life, my fight and my light.

My eyes full of hurt, fear, and disgust.
My heart is running on empty.
The sign says no more, stores closed, and your credit just ran out.
”Give it back”, I say.
Give it back that’s all I have or just take my life
you have everything else.
I can no longer live in this half wake, half sleep,
almost dead but still alive.

I gave myself to you.
You just took it.
That smile on your face,
that pleasure in your voice,
that lust in your eye.
Your love ran dry.

“You put yourself there”, they say.
“Its your fault”, they say.
“You’re the only one to blame”, they say.
“Why?” I cry.

I only wanted to be needed, to be wanted,
to be held, to be kissed, to be touched,
to be liked, to have a body on top of mine,
to be pleased, to be pleasured,
all I wanted was to be cared for.

Show no emotion. I’m so good at that.
Both know it’s there but only one is scared.
“You knew from the beginning”, they said.
“I know. I know, I know, and I understand”, I say.
“Do you, do you really understand”?
My hands are closed on my ears shaking my head in disbelief.
Emotions, to many to count,
they all have questions and I have no answers​

It makes sense you would be in such a tizzy
After all, somebodies been swinging da wrong way on the dese here titties

Dey been sucking the juice and then turning loose
Stead of holding on and wrapping his arms around me, becoming my noose

Left me RAW forcing me to answer your call
All the while knowing it would lead to my downfall

Now all that remains is this seeming endless struggle to reclaim
A place in the land of the E~motionally SANE!​

 

[Bluewater]

Hey FattnBeautiful

I do indeed know how it feels just wanting to scream
Just So those emotions that twisting the thoughts will go.
It is hard trying to find balance these days. It would be so easy
If others could read our mind, so they could understand the
Deep confusions thats battles wishing to be more then heard
but felt. Keep it flowing

Peace~N~Love

 

[watzinaname]

Your words tugged at my emotions. That is all we really want, to be loved, and even when we have an inkling about someone, nonetheless, the harshness of it all can rub us raw. In those times, we have to be extra kind to ourselves, even though, we "knew". I truly felt this poetess.