Black Poetry : SHORTCHANGED: BIO of a DYME

DymePlaya2g

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emotions held my soul captive
fearful that truth would reveal itself
or itself reveal the truth
afraid to be alone

and i cried

sun penetrated my exterior
provided light within
warmth throughout
yet not the slightest essence of LOVE detected

so i cried

and i cried, and cried, sobbed, wept, shed tears
confronted fears/all in less than 21 years
rarely when i sit and scribe/is it with elation, jubilation, or
positive motivation/rather it's PURE, unadulterated frustration
because these youthful rages developed at premature stages
taking over all blank pages/animalistic locked in steel cages
who in the hell waged this...war against my being/written liberation
isn't freeing/unless it can be openly shared/but once again i'm scared
feeling as if restraints have been placed/face and voice erased/poetic
soulfood devoid of taste/sometimes i spit LOVE, AFROCENTRICITY/anger or verbal toxic waste/all done without HASTE/because that's how i stay real/how i maintain SANE/ so that the life i was given isn't living in vain/but i'm living in pain/no father/emotionally detached and distant mother/two
sisters/one brother/black sheep of the family/coping with this/that/and the other/High school graduate at 16/USC alumni who soon learned through experiences that the world is unneccessarily mean/especially when a teen/but to make the equation more interesting/add these variables...multi-ethnic/bi-sexual/spending minutes upon hours in prayer/because my lifestyle is seen as questionable...modeling contracts/industry ********...but there are other factors we musn't forget/
young man shaking my ***(ets) on stage/grinding on your lap for the $20's i'm paid/benzes, jags, Roth IRA's, 401(k)'s living in Cali/seeing mostly rainy days/in a daze/feeling crazed/on the verge of wanting to blaze/some trees/and sip the red passion alize/in desperation and in hope/that my issues will evaporate...

i lay on my back
tears stream down my heart
drown my soul
suffocate the poetic being
still alone

and still i cry!!!
 
DymePlaya2g ...

again i thank you for sharing yourself here
it is all okay ... whatever you feel ... let us
feel it too ... let us help carry you through
we've all had stuff that burdened us
needing someone that we could trust
someone who'd care as we told
stories of pain as tears flowed

this is what family is all about
and we are here for you

:heart:

Destee
 
DESTEE

u know i've been making major progress since i've been posting because outside of my fam here...i have no one to REALLY talk to...no one to share these emotions with...some much **** i've been thru in only 20 years...but since day 1, i've had the LORD on my side!!!

*crying tears of pain, sorrow, and foreseen joy*

:uzi: :birthday: LOL

LOVE&RESPECT
 
Dyme

as Destee said continue to share with us. We all aren't perfect. Take me for instance, I am dealing with some things in my life that are driving me up a wall, but through poetry I am seeking self therapy. I tried to end it all a while back, and decided what for and go out like a punk. That ain't me, but through my poetry, I have developed a way to release like you did. I can say that it helps me so much and you just admited that you are feeling a bit betta after this piece/peace. So don't leave stay a while, Destee has RED KOOLAID in the fridge. You can have ma old room until I get back, and I didn't drool on the pillow. If you stay, I'll show you where Bishop hides the Oreos.....



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