Disappointed (snippet)


You life me high and then you drop me to the ground
You gas me up saying you ‘gon take me outta town
My bags are packed, but you’re nowhere to be found
I can’t stand to be treated like a clown
Is my disappointment your enjoyment?


You’ve Changed (snippet)


I remember your feelings and attitude towards me was the size of a king size pillow
Now it’s the size of a stick of gum.
I’m not blind and I’m not dumb.
You’ve changed.

No longer loving and sweet.
Your love for me now is like dead skin under your feet.
You’ve changed…
(to be continued)




Forgiveness of my sins means
Forgiving your transgressions.
If I forgive you
My Father forgives me.
Although forgiving you is a difficult task
Somehow I will
And leave all your transgressions in the past.

I Knew it All Along


When he came into my class I knew he was the one
I did, I did, I did, I knew it all along
And when I asked my new friend did he like anyone
Yes, I did, I did, I did, I knew her all along
The name he said could have been anyone
Still, I did, I did, I did, I knew it all along
Now that school is over and he may not be the one
Crystal, I did, I did, I did, I knew it was you all along.

Shattered (snippet)



My heart was shattered
Pieces of my heart was scattered
To me you were the only thing that mattered
Being with someone else is what you’d rather
So why did you tell me you love me
And you knew you really didn’t
So why did you tell me you cared about me
And you knew you really didn’t
I don’t understand why
For so long you kept your real feelings hidden…

Torn Apart (snippet)


Stubborn we are
Can’t seem to swallow our pride
So we allow our relationship to die
We are torn apart because of one too many
Reasons to name
But two main reasons should take the blame
But they don’t
Too busy trying to compete in the
“Who hurt who the most game?” game…

I Wasn’t Ready to Say Goodbye (snippet)


… I wasn’t ready to say goodbye to the hugs and kisses
That greeted me in the mornings and put me to sleep at night
You not being in this house don’t feel right
Every now and again I sit and cry
I wasn’t ready to say goodbye…

That Woman Called Mother (snippet)


On Saturdays you’ll find that woman called mother in the kitchen
Dancing to the smooth grooves of the Isley’s
Or singing about “A House Is Not A Home”
I’m tellin you her story through this poem
You see it wasn’t easy in the beginning
Raising a child that wasn’t her own
But like so many women called mothers
She did it with a smile on her face…