This year for Christmas, I want to ask for the biggest thing of all: Confidence. It's all I want this year. It's all I want for years to come. For with confidence, I am brave enough to chase my dreams despite the nightmares attached to the pursuit. Confidence will make me beautiful. Confidence will hold… Continue reading All I Want for Christmas
Tag: Poetry & Prose
“Real Horrors” – Poem
You know what's really scary? Not prowling black cats, Or mouse traps, Or dead rats. No. What's really scary Is gunshots, Black bodies, And broken families. Black lives matter, But the scary thing is, They don't. Not to you all. Do they matter to you? What's scary is, The white child who "Doesn't need to… Continue reading “Real Horrors” – Poem
Crafting your life – Poem
Trying to hold onto the paper, but it tears and tears, they fall. Cages lock me in. Every way you look, there's bars. I'm trapped. Foolish to think, I could ever be free. Freedom is an idea, That can't be made real. But we build Build Build. Chip away at the edges, Try to create… Continue reading Crafting your life – Poem
“Never Enough” – Poem
What will it take For you to realise That you have Enough; You are Enough? To travel across the world And taste, see, smell, and feel All that it has to give? Is that enough? To write and share The pain and love Inside. To connect, shape, and Enrich the world with words? Is that… Continue reading “Never Enough” – Poem
“Welcome, Rain” – Poem
It's just a little rain, It does not instil pain. So why not refrain, From these inane, Notions, That the rain, Equals the mundane? Or bane? Or the arcane? Or storms and hurricane? Or a wane? Or that the windowpane, Weeps? Oh, no; how inhumane? It needn't stain, Or drain, Our happiness. Enjoy the chain,… Continue reading “Welcome, Rain” – Poem
“I’m just tired” – Poem
"How are you?" You ask "I'm just tired" I say. Again. Except, hidden in those words Is so much more pain. Something much deeper than "just tired" could ever be. Cuz I'm tired of being tired Tired of needless drama Tired of being in pain Tired of pretending to be stronger than I am Tired… Continue reading “I’m just tired” – Poem
“Don’t Underestimate Me” – Poem
I may go through life, A little unsure. But still I walk, I run, I soar. My hands might shake, And my body may burn. But with every move, Your respect I will earn. Because I'm powerful. Beautiful. A goddess unseen. There's no rules for me, I break them. My words, They may jumble. My… Continue reading “Don’t Underestimate Me” – Poem
“There’s No Room” – Poem
There's no room to grow, Within these four walls. These hallowed halls, Ring too loudly Of the past. There's no room to breathe, Among these toxic fumes, That have been festering, For years, Within the minds Of my family. There's no room to heal, When the black clouds do grow, Casting a shadow… Continue reading “There’s No Room” – Poem
“You Know Nothing” – Poem
You don't know that character, From that classic book. You don't know about food, Or even how to cook. You don't know the countries, That sit on our maps. You don't know the runners, That run all those laps. You don't know what film That actor was in, Or ways to exercise And… Continue reading “You Know Nothing” – Poem
Lil Fat Girl – Poem
"Oh god, have you seen yourself, lately? You seem to have put on a little Weight." Wait? Have I? I didn't notice. "How could you not notice? It's in your face Your thighs Your belly And your ass." Now that you've told me, The fat enters my Mind. I'm fat. Fat. Fat. Fat. When did… Continue reading Lil Fat Girl – Poem
S. R. Crawford 