My other half

from funeral to drive-byes, I've been traumatized in some of the worse ways, from shelter home to shelter home, and just down right broke, and you wonder why i'm so cold? my eyes are to young for all the things i have seen, i have night mars and cold sweats, my thoughts are violent, and scary they even scary me, i hate to admit but my heart is turning to stone, i try to not look back on the past and be humble, optimistic, and only think good thoughts but it finds its way back to me like it is my destiny, so one day i changed my ways, but when it comes to love that's just one wall i can't get past, if i don't give my all then please forgive me, love was never my first priority, it always comes last, i'm learning and taking baby steps with you, now you say you wanna see my other half? i don't know about that ill try, but for now that was a trip to my past how did you like that?

-Kyndra Harrison

Late Night

i was up tonight cause my thought were black and white thinking about what the world has become i refuse to be a victim, another number to count, things that are happening around me, in my society, my city, my community WILL not make me or break me i REFUSE to be another number to the statistic of a 16 year old baby mama, a pot head, or a drop out, i will rises above and show them ALL my thought are deeper then sex an drugs, i will show them ALL that being black is the most beautiful of them all, i will show them all that my hair is not kinky and nappy it IS curly and soft, let me show you the blacker the berry the sweeter the juice, the bigger you are the sweeter you are, we come in all shapes, shads, and sizes and we refuse to be a statistic like you are, this goes out to the races white man that says he cant stand us, this goes out to the person that has time to sit and bash you about your looks, this goes out to the person that said if you want to hide something from a nigger put it in a book

- Kyndra B. Harrison