The un-usual

I Opened my eyes to a new Day, Looked to my left and the sun piercing through the window was burning my eyes then I knew I was Late. I jumped out of bed and straight to the bathroom, I could barely see straight put on my contacts same jeans I wore yesterday and a jumper Mother got me for st. Valentines Day I sure Looked like a hot Mess but that was the last thing on my mind hurried downstairs got an apple and dashed out the door, the Bus was just about to leave me so I ran as fast as my Legs could carry me. So I made it, that was too relieving just as I was about to sit down I saw him again he always sat on that same spot with those his blue eyes Looking at me anytime I got on the Bus, it was weird but something about it made me like it. First period came and I was already tired of school for that day, As always I met tasha at the hall way during break and she criticized my outfit as usual; to her being popular was the best thing in her life her parents were divorced and she lived with her Dad who always has to travel because of his Job. Tasha companion was me that’s cause I’ve known tasha since I was four, she covered her pain with popularity she kept herself busy then we walked into him he’s blue eyes kept me speechless but tasha as always blew him off . As I gazed at him ” Trina …Trina .. Trina ! ” Then I got back to my senses “are you kidding me that boy almost ruined my D&G sweater ” All I could hear in my head after that was absolutely nothing like air passing through my ear. “Bell Rings” That was my part finally school was out obviously I was going to meet up tasha at the packing Lot but just as I closed my Locker I felt that warmth like there was someone there and then I saw him this time it was much more scary He had Blood all over his T-shirt and his nose was all messed up, he was washed out I felt like screaming and then I noticed it was only me seeing him, I closed my eyes really tight and hoped he would be gone by time they were open again and that moment I realized I was in Love with a ghost.

Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.

Being Mercy.

I sat gazing at the stars, the beautiful way they looked amazed by there shine and how free they could be, taken away by them as I gazed. Then I heard her calling my name with anger in her tone worst than she would usually call me. ” Mercy ! Mercy ! ” I answered “yes Madam” while shivering . She had asked were had I been I lied that I was in the bathroom she sent me straight away to her Son’s room to call him. That was somewhere I hated stepping my foot in. He’s breathe alone sickened me. She shouted “what are you still waiting for, would you go and call me my son” I quickly went off as her screams always startled me. I knocked at his door and he said “come in mercy I know its you” he always knew when I was the one knocking that too made me frightened of him I rushed my words ” your mother wants you in the sitting room” and trying to rush out he says ” Mercy” as I turned he gave me that look the one he had when he touches me and tells me he knows I enjoy his touch and he said “Get ready for me tonight” I hurried out and went to my room wishing someone would save me from this nightmare. I still remembered the first night like it was yesterday, he was soaked in alcohol that blue jeans he wore and white vest all sweaty, madam always said I shouldn’t lock my door because of emergency, I remember the rapper I used was given to me by grandmother before she left me all alone in the world she was my last surviving family he creeped in and said if I screamed I would be out in the streets. I kept quite only my heart pacing I could hear as he raped me, my white night wear was stained with Blood and my eyes were full of tears. Just that moment I heard foot steps I knew he was coming I hurried and faked like I was sleeping he climbed on me I opened my eyes to see him smiling same smile he gave me when he walks by the kitchen and looks at me, immediately I looked away the tears fell how could he be so heartless not to see my pain through my tears and the moment he enter me the door opened .

Writing the truth- session 9

“True friends tell each other the truth.”

the truth would make your relationship last longer and trust will be built.

MY APOLOGY.

ITS BEEN A WHILE SINCE I POSTED BUT ITS ONLY BECAUSE I HAVE A LIFE AND I’M TRYING TO SORT OUT SOMETHINGS BEFORE I GET BACK WRITING AND DONT WORRY ITS NOT BOYFRIEND ISSUES DONT EVEN HAVE ONE OF THOSE MORE OF SCHOOL ISSUES JUST STAY BLESSED WOULD BE BACK SOON WITH LOVE OPRAH ZIZI XX

Your way

I miss you

I miss your touch

The way every key on me was a tune

A melody only you know how to play

The way your careful because i’m a lightweight

The way you kept me from harm

The way you cleaned me when i was dusty

The way you kept me from falling apart

The way you talked about me

The way your hands knew the right key

I’m willing to make beautiful songs if your

Willing to have me back.

Yours sincerely,

Piano.

the Mind

She came closer with the fire of seduction in her eyes

She leaned on me reaching to kiss me

I stabbed her with a knife

Mom called  my name it was dinner time

my mind have been at it again

Nobody  could  understand the fear i had for my Mind

The tricks it played, the world would be a better place if i commit suicide

I took her to a warehouse she was still breathing I started to cut her bit by bit

The blood excites me then the bell went it was end of class

Why was this happening to me, the world would think i’m crazy if i told someone

my Mind only  brought me pains ,

I prayed hard not to bring my thoughts to reality.

Be careful what you wish for

She was lost like a sheep who lost his way from its Shepard

She had battled with the confusion of  going back home

Home wasn’t so cozy, all that happened where fights

She had runaway to feel safe but yet she felt unsafe

She didnt understand the world she ran to

All her friends ran to this world to be happy

Yet all she felt was pain, like she was being  flogged with tongs

She wanted so hard to go back to the chains she was held with at home

This new world wasnt as perfect as she thought

Everyone pretended to be happy,

Covering up the pains they felt

She cried from night to dawn

Wishing only to return to her home the only world she knew

the world she wished away from,only hoping to return now.

Don’t judge me from my outwards but by my inward-

“I stopped to catch my breathe but the darkness was eating me up, looking through the mist a house I ran towards the house, the closer I got to the house the more the darkness left me something about the house made the darkness stay away I got to the doorstep. The house looked wrecked its gone through a lot as I entered and closed the door the house was unbelievably beautiful inside how possible is it that something so ugly on the outside is beautiful inside and something so ugly saved me from the darkness.”

Writing the truth-session 6

If you search too hard you just might not find it, but I guess if it was easy to find it won’t be worth finding .

Our Praise Yet.

Do you ever feel the world left you out
Like everyone cared too much
Yet no one cared for you
That your not getting anything out of life
Yet the people you know have a share
That everyone has a purpose
Yet you still search deeply for yours
That everything is wrong & all odds
Are against you, yet things go extraordinarily perfect for others
Yet, Did you ever stop for a moment and think to yourself you have breathe in your nostril Not all have that special gift
The gift of good health
The gift of speech
Yet,there is something to be Grateful for, Let’s give Praise even at unbearable moments.