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The smell hit me before she did My only escape is when I hid In my dreams In my prayers wishing to god that I don't ever smell that barley breath It intoxicated her mind Its funny how we are similar just different We both have a different definitions to our word called escape When will we both realize its enough Enough with being in a drunk state of mind Enough with just taking the bullshit excuses every morning after Enough with the lies to the outside world Enough with the marks marring your beautiful dark skin Soon there will be an escape... Hang on Enough will soon come _ PasopNegra

Ftick! Hissssss! Its a kaleidoscopic effect That my thoughts ponder upon themselves. We debate We laugh We talk We lay back I wait I stare We connect like constellations Both opposites but having so much in common But soon it fades away Again? PasopNegra

It was one of the hottest days in my village…    At the break of dawn, and my siblings and I had to wake up and tend to the fields and fetch water from the river. I wasn’t particularly fond of the fields it was hot and humid and I hated the river the most because it was filled to the brim with crocodiles and other dangerous animals of the wild, with the sun beating down on my already scorched back, i sighed out of irritation for the 100th time. But what we were most afraid of were the pale men that look like the cassava powder we pound every day. We were afraid of them because they seemed like ghostly strangers from another world, we called them The People of No Colo r. They always came to our village collecting food and our men, trying to teach us their ways called civilization and The Bible . My father told me it’s nothing that concerns a woman and I didn’t question it out of respect. On this day i felt a sense of foreboding, rumors were spreading like wild...

Wait... wait... wait... I wanna know how long have you been sitting there watching me sleep how long have you been licking your chapped lips watching me with that primal hunger glinting through your eyes like onyx daggers I'm sorry I couldn't help it...you have been on my mind ever since the day you cringed from my touch it was harsh but I needed to have control. I needed to show you I'm a woman in control...how does it feel? Don't fear me, please... I love you too much to let you go but you annoy me sometimes with your constant whimpering and shouts for help I need you to let me go.  Why?! SO YOU CAN WHORE AROUND AGAIN?! SO YOU CAN LEAVE ME EVERY NIGHT FOR THEM!? SO YOU CAN COME BACK AND CLIMB ON TOP OF ME TO MIX IN THEIR ESSENCE WITH MINE?! Let's not fight, I love you too much. I care for you I'm sorry... I never meant to betray you. Please let me go...  Oh no, not this time you shall stay here where you will be within my site. If you lea...

Listen! I didn’t wait around for Death I didn’t wait around for death To knock on my door To slowly let me ebb away Death has no mercy Death has no strings Listen! I can hear Him I can hear Her Shh… Death is here Death is here to take me I wont wait around for Him I don’t want to die Not today anyway Although who am I to cheat my doomsday? Who is Death? Who am I to avoid the inevitable? The room is colder now It's time Time to go No regrets Surrender  To the cold bliss Wait I’m not… Done I’m not ready Please I need more time I need More… More Time Ti… T… PasopNegra

  DON’T COME HOME FOR THE HOLIDAYS… I grovelled and I begged for my life But           You Kept          On Slicing  You couldn’t hear my silent squeals of pain You made sure of that  i was burnt to the perfect crisp And shown me off with pride at your table It was time Happy Thanksgiving! (Don’t come home for the holidays!) Time for the first bite…can you feel the rancid bile Flooding out of your mouth like a wave Are you nervous? Yes, there is more to come I forgot to mention the chef’s special ingredient You’ll be next on the table Wait! Before the light leaves your eyes What are you thankful for? PasopNegra  

There She lies... My Brown Sugar Tangled in the red sheets of my enemies... Her brown skin corrupted by the crimson tide... Bathing in my enemies red sheets My Crimson queen Waiting to be cleansed under the Blood Moon There She lies... There She lies. _Pasop Negra