Chapters (1)
“Can’t you see that?”
Women who pick men by their
appearance always set themselves
up for failure.
It is an injustice to let a man’s
body keep you away from his gold
mind, and a heart where love is
buried.
Women who’ve decided whether or
not a man is worthy of their hearts
by how much room his pockets
have left,
digging with the hope that there’s
enough gold inside
to arouse their hearts
have only robbed themselves of a
better life,
not the other way around.
Let’s be honest.
You didn’t love him,
he was an escape out of your
loneliness,
your therapy for attention.
Yet here you are,
still trying to convince him that
your heart is shackled to his love,
that your love existed for his
existence.
And now he is running away,
you keep throwing more empty
words to keep him from being
willing to search for someone who
doesn’t have to pretend.
“Liar”
To the boys who’ve had their
hearts ripped out of them and their
pride stomped on,
you tell them,
“Hurry up and heal so when you
date, you don’t hurt our women.”
You make sure they know that men
carrying pain are storms,
tornadoes, tsunamis, and volcanoes.
Yet to the girls you say, “Queen, if
he can’t love you without flaw and
practice patience, let him go.”
“Villains”
There’s no fear in love,
they say.
I know it’s true, but I must take my
time to make this truth bone of my
bones.
How do I swallow this truth when
my ears are full of, ‘I love you’s’
from people who have given my
heart every reason to fear the next
lover?
There’s no fear in love, they say,
but the only love I’ve ever seen
gave me these fears.
So bear with me, I am learning to
live through these terrible
experiences, slowly digesting them,
making myself ready to flush them
out.
I am determined make room for my
stomach to take in more truth as my
truth.
A man having no guidance is never
an excuse as to why he continues to
live a misguided life,
misleading women along the way.
But if we are being honest,
don’t we live in a cause and effect
world?
Or do you only see a cause when
someone else is affecting you?
There is no sin in being logical and
no crime in not being an activist for
emotions.
There may be the lost opportunity
to be an empath when life summons
us for the job,
but we must never forget that
emotions,
more often than not,
are guilty of pushing us to the
wrong places which we never
should’ve ventured.
“Be their master.”
You silence his concerns by raising
your voice
to voice yours,
yet complain about how his silent
treatment is causing injury.
Can’t you see that it’s the remedy
to your neglect?
Two wrongs don’t make a right,
but a wrong cannot call another
wrong
right.
Brother,
the weight of your existence cannot
fit into your pocket.
Your wallet shouldn’t define your
life just because there are women
who do not mind living in it.
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