Let me warn you.
This poem may sound like some reckless shit.
Foundation firm.
Feet planted.
Unbreakable.
I do not bend.
If you heard me say it, it’s exactly what I meant.
Firing on all cylinders.
100%.
At this moment, I am asking you this…
Please excuse my fearlessness.
I was in love with this man.
Began to share my dreams.
The more I said.
The more it seemed.
He was on interested in cutting my wings.
And he wasn’t a small snipper.
Dude smiled in my face and behind his back held hedge clippers.
Transparent love.
I see right through you.
His misery loved my company.
He desired to possess me.
I may not know much.
But do know this.
My kiss he will surely miss.
Guess that what I get for trying to share my fearlessness.
Clichés kill me.
The skies the limit sounds so silly.
Like building walls around infinity.
I’m chasing my dreams.
You can’t out run me.
I don’t believe in earthly competition.
I’m about collective energy.
I radiate light comparable to sun.
By night I make the moon envious.
Not being cocky.
It is what it is.
This is just a reflection of my fearlessness.
Don’t let society make you doubt your essence.
Turn the mirrors image against you.
Have you contemplating your very presence.
You’re not tall.
You’re too short.
This is what’s in for fall.
Don’t put that on your fork.
The messages are subtle.
I rebuke them with this rebuttal.
I rock the hell out of my coke bottle frame.
Can light your fire and fan your flame.
Caramel complected sista with:
Full lips.
Thick thighs.
Round hips.
This is all me.
I won’t tip top around this.
Heart open.
Wide.
Vast as the ocean.
Steadily evolving.
No fear of falling.
I know where I will land.
Glass bulbs.
Sliding sand.
I own this moment.
You can quote me on this.
I epitomize.
I live in.
The spirit of fearlessness.
