Friday, April 20, 2018

Black Girl Lost 2018

Familiar sounds of an old squeaky mattress.
With him on top of her,
lied this broken thespian-- a sad actress.
Fake ecstasy from forced intimacy,
she lay paralyzed.
Wanting to be loved but only feeling
spiritually compromised.
Her biology receiving each of his deep thrust,
the sweat from their pressing bodies reminding her of this act of lust.
Condemning her for her inability to trust.
With him beside her she fell asleep on her back but awoke on her knees.
Praying out to God her soul pleaded, PLEASE!
Yo,
she had needs.
But none that could ever be met.
She was living a life full of regret.
Her panties stayed wet,
but her heart was completely dry.
Realizing in that moment it was time to give walking with Christ a try.
Without making a peep she quietly collected her clothes,
pulling the door behind her symbolically that path had been closed.
Took her life back from him and gave it to Him,
A black girl lost,
found herself once again.

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