…fck pride-

…gold plated lips on my platinum made skin-

since my shits so rare-

let’s put time in a time out-

no movement til i say so-

because i selfishly need this yo-

how neglected ive been-

but why?

why have i not been enough?

da’ fck wrong wit’ him?!

da’ fck wrong wit’ them?!

…they must’a caught that brain dead virus-

but now i drown in air daily-

simply by the thoughts of the unknown whereabouts of my unknown person-

of my mold-

of my rib to rib-

of ‘you’-

and if we shall live and die merely settled by passing skins-

unmet and untouched-

oh how deep does it ache-

oh how long must it hurt-

pleading for Gods mercy, obsessively-

please don’t let me die unloved-

that grown woman love-

that scalp against the breast love-

beggin’ like two feet to a corner, wit’ a change cup in hand-

please don’t let me die without-

please please dont-

fck pride-

kb 😔