For Momma

For all the times I was a disobedient child

I apologize

The long nights

Ridiculous fights

Everyday I refused to go school and you had to take the fall

I am sorry momma

You fed me

Clothed me

Taught me the best you could

Thank You

I owe life to you not just for giving birth to me

You encourage me

Shower me with love

Your anger for me couldn’t stop you from being my mom

For that you are three times a lady and more

I love you momma

We are much better now

 

Letter to my sis

Hate me

Cut me with your eyes

Throw your rocked words on my passing by

Say I`m UGLY!

We know you`re a fabulist

Let the truth be the truth

Covetous

I don`t have to say more but I am

Chicks can`t stick side by side

This type if stuff is why we are divided from each other

Would rather go behind each others back than give respect and honor our being as a women together

Fighting too be bad bitches

Aiming for imaginary spots and other empty titles

Let`s be ourselves with each other

Man can love us they try too understand

Just know your sisters  under and over stand sis

 

 

 

 

I love you — AnnAerB Jones

I think of you I need you I love you On and on my mind goes on about the words I wish to jot down Everyday it gets crazier Maybe more of an obsession This should be my profession I have been spewing words on paper since the fcat in fourth grade When I realized […]

via I love you — AnnAerB Jones

Know or nah…

Knowing wishing you didnt.

Not knowing wishing you did.

Which do you prefer?

Every detail adds pain, not knowing does the same.

There’s no win in this shit called love.

Something so beautiful, but far from perfect.

Why do we yearn for it?

What’s the point?

Two people with a million secrets, what do you do?

Is the past just that?

Or is it our future unfolding?