PAINED LOVE!!

He stood there with a smile on his face, acted as if nothing happened. Pacing the floors as he adjusted the belt buckle around his waist. Sweat plastered his skin as he inhaled the musty air that surrounded him....he exhaled. Footsteps pounced against the floor as his shadow slowly drifted away.

Three days have passed and these four walls have now became my friend. My body has been stained with unwanted love of the man that I intended to love. Tears I can cry no more, for they have ceased with the pain that I have felt. My garments have been ripped to threads, from hands that have been casted upon my skin. My flesh has been bruised and battered because my lips have encountered negative thoughts. I can feel the moisture between my legs and under my feet. A stench that is unbearable has passed my nostrils, but yet I still remain. With my hands shaking, my body is slowly vanishing, for I can feel no more. As I stare at my hands I can see the blood that was once within me. Dripping bit by bit as it clots unto the floor.

Was I that horrible of a person that I had to endure this? The torture and struggles of life as it unraveled infront of me, within a split second of unlawful justice. Hatred and fright shall build up within me for a man that I loved, a man that I placed my life within his hands. A life that has now been mistreated, as the dirt upon his skin seeps through my flesh. Entertwining with my cells to become one. To join forces of abuse and neglect, in which I was built upon.
It staked my heart as it victimized my soul. For tears I can cry no more, for they have ceased with the pain that I have felt called love.

A True Meaning

So when I'm at work all I wanna do is write something......go figures!!

Well here's a little masterpiece that I came up with.....

The way you live your life, will show the true outcome of what the future holds for you.

A breathtaking world that holds the fact and fears of life. 

The "ifs" and "buts" that takes a toll on the brain.

To entrap itself, with illuminous  thoughts of needs and desires.

A measurement of trust within oneself, to grab hold of what is being given.

To learn right from wrong and present a discreet notation of what has been taught throught the mind.

To withstand the fake and treacherous human bodies, that lies within the path of honesty,

dedication and motivation.

Seize! Halt! A waived new era to push forward, to strive for what is needed and not to

neglect the true form of workmanship.

A makeshift true story of what is to become, of what life holds.

A series of miscalculations, should not be a downfall, for it is the

stepping stone of a misguided fortune. 

A tonue twister which binds the mind to manipulate itself, without an outreach to give.

A varmit which stoops to the lowest level of betrayal.

Which stakes the backbone to breakdown the entry wound.

To leave a scar so deep, that the naked eye could see the unforeseen event within.

A make-up not to break-up, for a change will come and will not be forgotten.

It Kills Me

ey bloggers! Seeing that this blog is all about me, guess I could also show a little bit of my passion for music.


SOoooo melanie Fiona is killing it right now...she's dope dope dope.

It Kills Me

He loves me not

We started off with a friendship so deep, that it could not have been broken.  Undetainable from anything that was infectious.  Negative memories drifted from our thoughts as we embraced in lust.  Oh happy days awaits us as time draws near, for a chance at love.  A pure divine soul that I have chosen to call my own...until then.
My heart has drifted, for love remains here no more.  I thas been swept away with a caniving, back-stabbing traitor of a man that I once called my own.  The thought of you sickens me.  With gut wrenching vomit that has been churned and swallowed.  A ghostly shadow of you lingers around me, seeking sympathy on the underground path that you now call your life.  Reeping havoc on your wretched soul, for it shall burn in the pits of fire, along with your deceiving heart.
Manipulating my well being of what is known to the unknown.  Waving high as you sail on victory which will never come.  May your soul rest without peace, without time, without end.

Sister of the APF

Sisters of the APF, written by none other than best renowed author Zane. 

With such a vivid and vibrant imagination, this book comes alive as she takes you into a deep, dark corner of lust and desire.  Where nothing is endless or taken for granted. It's all fair in the name of trust, honour and dediction to the APF.

Zane salutes you.

Til' Death

Another addition to my one syllable stories......Til' Death proves that love can go a far way.

He said he loves me, but he loves me not.
No man with a heart would dare to hurt the one that he loves. But with a quick hand, that love is no more.
He laced his hand on my cheek witha force that I could not bare.
A bruise that I can't hide and a pride that I won't face.
Day in and day out, my thoughts of you are now fears and guilt.
In a land of deep pain that is not fordesd by a thought, but by a man that is full of hate and rage.
"Come here girl, don't you run from me!"

A stench that I so course staked his mouth, as the beer in his hand laid with not an ounce left to be seen

The tears I cry, I can hold back no more, for I know that it won't be long now.

He pushed and he shoved the door, it flew to the left.

"You bitch! Why do you make this so hard for me?"

"I can't!" the tears flowed. "Please don't do it, plea......." the word were thrown right back
down my throat, as his fist stumped my neck.
He knocked the wind right out of me and did not flinch for round two.
I slipped and fell in the tub, as blood gushed from my head. 
His size twelve feet laid on my back.  He kicked and kicked and kicked,
a frame that was slow and weak.
I wailed as blood shed from my flesh.  My bones cracked with each blow that he gave me.
I gringed and moaned as I felt life slipped through me.
There is no white light that could be as bright as this one.

The glow has soothed my heart, for it shall take me toa  place that I will be glad to call me home.

Peace be with me.

seeing you and knowing you shall forever cast different views.....embrace the real you

My Kinda Man

You know that smooth talkin' brotha, the man that walks da walk and smile because it's endless.

The kind that wines and dines like clock work.  

Money being thrown to the skies, not making it a factor to matter.

The man that sized up the competition on hand.  

The one that strive for nothing but the best and worked for nothing less.

Sweat and tears built into an empire with no walls breaking down, cause only father god can make it be known.

Raised on Malcolm X and Martin Luther King, to keep on walking and fighting for what is rightfully his.

No weapon shall form against hm shall prosper, for he is a man of confidence and strength.

He shall raise his head high with no lack of thought. He has felt the wrath and struggles of man.

The pain hindering through his veins as blood clots senselessly. 

With a faint pulse that is almost forgotten.

Digging deep to find himself as he races against time to be the perfect one.  The clock ticks as his heart beats to an unwelcome rhythm.

Standing tall and paving the way for the next generation to take his place, in the unforgiving land of heartache.

Without restraints he shall move forth unto his next triumphant task at hand.

Letting it be known that he is the man, My Kinda Man

a dopeman's wife

A dopeman's wife - Jaquavis Coleman
This book is dope as hell....a real ride or die chick down for whatever.
A girl with a dangerous pass but with a future that holds every thing that she desires.

White Line

So I'm gonna keep updating the books as I read them so here's the first....
White Lines - Tracy Brown.
a book about addiciton, love , hate, trust and the whole nine yards.
A VERY GOOD READ.

Spell Bound.....from a different perspective

Ok so this is a one syllable story, meaning that every word is consist of only one syllable....check it out.

Ooh! right there, don't stop! were the words that ran through my mind as i thought of her.
Her smile, her skin, her love all wrapped in one.
The sight of her cast a spell on my eyes, one that I wish could last for a lifetime.
With each day that goes by, my thoughts of her are now dreams.
The faint speech of her name leaves me in a trance, one in which I can't place in the next realm. When will I take charge and claim what is mine?
Lust, love, need and want...for a firm hold on the heart will put my mind at ease.
Like art; I feast my eyes on a rare taste of new.
A slight touch will take my mind and soul on a craved high that it needs to stay strong.
I will smile 'til the end of time, or at least 'til the day I claim what is mine.

BED

The way your fingers move between the sheets
The sensation in your eyes that tells me how deep your love has grown
The silky touch of your skin, like a blanket that has never been used
Your smile that assures me that everything will be ok
Your tender heart that soften my every move
The slight taste of your kiss, puts me in a trance that leaves me wanting more
Your soothing embrace, stabilizes my mind and all that's been placed around me
Having you is a dream, a fantasy.......the beginning and the end.

Tell me yes

My love for you is like walking on water impossible to understand. Delicate to my heart supernatural to common man.