Touched by an Angel

Silence, please be quiet!

The only thing she knew was how to be silent

When it all falls down

It falls in rackets 

All she knew was how to be silent

Head filled with voices whispering

you can’t do it, and you’ll never get through it’

Everything seems so loud, she was not proud

All she could ever ask was, how?

It was a battle her mind was after 

“Pick me up,

Hold me up,

Pick yourself up you need to find yourself, love

Love, (self love)

Love (first love)

Love (what is the true meaning of love?)

Heart has been broken more than enough not only by ex lovers but from her loved ones of which they share the same blood

Forgive (them without apology)

Forgive (them)

Forgive (yourself)

She’s falling, she falling drained and can’t find her calling

She closed her eyes fell asleep

Breathed life

Repeat,

Sleep and eat 

Not to mention she had to brush her teeth, take a shower to remain clean

This was her usual routine towards mid year two thousand seventeen and all of two thousand eighteen

Mid December is when she started to remember who she was meant to be

She was touched by an angel helping her up when she was in need 

She waited too long

 Was getting impatient she hated waiting

She finally decided to let go and let God take it.

Remained obedient

Remained humble

Remembering that what good that may be coming her way may all go down in crumbles

If she fumbles once more

Being touched by an angel was the cure 

Her cries out

Long nights, hugging her pillow at night tears falling from each side 

Talking to herself out loud because she didn’t know who to call on to confide

Having flashback on how bad he lied, crying inside while smiling on the out 

Pretending she was fine,

Lies,

Lies,

Lies 

All throughout her life

This angel was there even when her vision wasn’t clear 

Now her eyes are wide open 

Blessed with wisdom, understanding and knowledge 

What was once damaged, she shouts;

“A new days has come 

The light has shone 

The reveal of the revelation

No more temptation 

No more complaining

Forever grateful for this angel”

And the many many angels by her side during her rough time

Dark nights turned into happy days

All she continues to pray is let peace reign and allow your children to remain sane and when it all falls down they won’t shy away to call on your name 

So that you can dispatch the angels on their way.

 

Just Tell Her (Turn The Page)

Just tell her

It’ll never be

It’ll never happen

As much as it may hurt

Better to cry now then to cry later

You can both turn the page, read on and continue on 

Instead of revisiting the same chapter

This may, be your favourite chapter

Yes, it has captured enough

Some of it was rough

But give her permission to turn the page 

No longer encouraging one another to stay on the same page 

Reading this over and over again 

At this pace this story will never end 

All because his indecisive a**

Won’t let go because he’s unsure 

So he hangs on close

Rather not take the risk of flipping the page

Who knows, a different chapter but the characters still remain

In a different light 

In a different form 

Could it be for better? Or for worse?

The next chapter is where the climax of this story unfolds

But until they turn the page

We will never know

 

 

 

Breakdown

Middle school crush

He was my high school love

We fell in love

Oh how we fell in love

“They” said we were too young to understand the concept of…

We got married young 

We were twenty and twenty one, what fun

Four years later arrived a little one 

Baby boy brought us both joy 

We named him Emani.. 

My little man & my true love

The only one that knows what my heart sounds like from the inside

Yet he watches me cry only if he could speak he’s only one years old

yet his face looks as if he would say

“Mommy it will be okay”

His dad comes home late at night and leaves before sunrise 

I act strong and let him go along as soon as he leaves I breakdown

“I’M BROKEN”

What was suppose to be “happily ever after” turned into a horrendous disaster 

Why after?

We made a promise not to ourselves but to the most high 

“Why?” is all that kept running through my mind

I want to leave

I gotta leave 

I gotta do what’s best for me 

I was really rooting for our little family

However my sanity is what matters to me 

No, I’m not being selfish 

I’m twenty five turning twenty six 

I think it’s safe to say that our fairytale of what was “perfect love”

has had it’s run, it was fun while it lasted

All those memories I will hold dear to me, to my heart

We grew a part

I was living with a stranger at times I felt in danger 

At this point we were just hanging on 

For what? I was tired , tired of pretending, tired of what seemed to be a never ending unhappiness of life with my child’s father, my husband by my side 

At this point I knew I had to do what was right

To my first love the string has now fallen a part 

I will ALWAYS  love you, but I have fallen out of being in love with you 

You changed, I changed together we changed, we no longer go the same

Thank you for my most precious gift 

Emani

You will always be my first love.

 

I never usually explain my written pieces, however this piece was inspired by this powerful picture, that I came across. It’s unfortunate I don’t know who the artist is I think his name may be Ray! I hope you all enjoyed this piece 

Love, Bri