PasopNegra

DEAR CRUSH, I can't deal with thinking about you 24/7 365, i mean come on...why are you so perfect in my eyes every time i see you my words get jumbled, i cant think straight, i ant and reveal irrelevant facts just to get you talking and avoiding the awkward moments we share...wait! you don't know me yet, you dont even remember my name sometimes... i stare at you when you are not looking, my friends call me whipped. i say im in love with little heart-shaped emojis in my eyes. i pray every day you look at me the same way i feel about you. i even write poems about you... im at your house looking through your window, yes. undress. let me see your perfect body...shit im sorry i cant help it. you are like a beautifully sculpted being made just for me. please look at me, notice me. who is that? no one can have you like i do... see how that rhymed we are meant to be together forever. i wrote you a poem, read it... it will be just like the Notebook i will send you a letter every day un...

Once again bitches don't understand when a guy did us all a favor and put your ass in the friend-zone... i mean come on don't you see it? don't you see the way he gives you the short hugs, the obvious leaning away when you lean in with your bad breath.B/*CH! Get your mind out gutter chika, he ain't that in to you...since you wanna be so thirsty, you still there hanging on with hope like a fish outta water. i would say i feel sorry but i would be lying. ugh sometimes i wonder what goes through your head when doesn't look at you with the lustrous obsessed gaze (i really mean creepy stare), are you to blind to see that he doesn't love you like you do. its sad watching you. with him. sitting together and he asks your opinion on hot girls he wants to fuck on Facebook and Instagram. your poor degenerate soul fades and your heart gets chipped smaller and smaller every time you are with him, leaving no space for other guys to come and shower you with affe...

Africanus. how do we describe the different shades of the motherland...the array of cultures and languages deeply rooted into the land. Ancestor. how do i communicate with my children if they allow greed and curiosity cloud their minds and give up their brothers and sisters without an ounce of remorse or regret. Nigger.  how do we stop our selves from flinching every time a pig whips us or even insults us, laughing at their best work of slavery. Black. how do we explain the word without it having other meanings attached to it. Us. how do i smile at such a word when you house niggers and and white washed whores smiled down at us toiling and festering in the fields under this hot sun. Kaffer. how do you accuse me of being a godless man when you mean we are nothing but dirty animals that needed to validate their humanity. Broer. how do you try and cover up your crimes to us by teaching your children to fear us while we learn to instigate that fear. .... PasopNegra

Oh wait...  I wanna get something off my chest. I want you  I wanna get to know you .  I want pointless fights about pizza and pineapples  late night texts cute pictures of us together.  I want to hold your hand at times just to be sure that you are really here.  I want to be sarcastic together,       to be open and honest with our fears and doubts, with our feelings.  I just don't want to be a lover or a partner.  I want to be a a best friend couple.  I want us to be ourselves around each other without the fear of being judged.  But most of all I wish I had more guts to let you know the rest... But oh wait you never cared for it anyway. I don't need words  All I need is just one look  Just one touch Just one kiss Just a caress A gesture  A hug  To say it all No words Just us You and I  Me and you  We 🌱 PASOP NEGRA 

*BANG* a stream of red wine flowed out  The shot to your heart rang true we were celebrating something that time something was off you stood up and coughed the wine splattering all over your hand you looked at me and excused yourself about the mess not knowing this might be the last time you will  what about the bill? the cost is nothing compared to what I have lost over a glass of Pinotage *BANG* I know I'm a little but why would wine reach your head why would you sleep in your food so quickly why would that lady scream at you isn't this supposed to be my birthday some of your wine got on my face and princess dress too i am also a mess someone comes to cover my eyes they tell me its OK everything will be OK `it is his just really tired from all the work he does everyone keeps screaming whats wrong  with him *BANG* The woman leaves my sides and topples over the bottle of wine he liked that wine his not snoring like he does I get off my chair to wake him up we need to go t...

Let's get one thing straight never fear for life there's no time  With each pump My body is pushed forward and a headache is forming  the constant moans and wails from the client adding on to the pressure It just so happens to be a choice you had to make.    Endure Hustle Get paid That's the Motto  Fake each groan Moan Praise  Whatever it takes to get a happy ending with a bonus it's what you're here for  One after the other.  Your soul leaving with each husband Wife Loner Pervert Aggressor Kink-chaser Whatever they need from you provide it Tonight is a slow night It's a rare occasion  The craving you lost  the feelings you buried deep inside Surfacing making you you salivate at the chance Lust hazing and distorting the mind Calm down!  A click and a small flame illuminates your face  Your regal features The envy of the others on the production line They spit and spitefully worship how a line awaits you always Their happy tonig...

It's colder here. It's nothing but fear.  It's me watching you clear as day Remember it was the end of May You stumbled in singing all the songs you danced to and I knew by the overpowering stench off liquor that I had to fight again. I was too tired today but I had to keep my dignity as well as protect my babies from your wrath. I'm so cold...  I begged for you to stop. I grew angrier at you for even trying to raise your hand against our oldest and I would be damned to let them have the same scars as me. My warmth is going...  I pushed you out of the way. I told them all to run. Then as you got up in your drunken stupor you called me all sorts of names making me feel less than. A hooded figure appears in place of you above me. It's time for me to leave...  I remember what you did. You pushed me through the window. The glass shattered. A shard piercing my neck. Draining me of my lifeblood.  I curse you...  Your guilt will eat at you You will know no peace...