Dead End

I wake back up and the pain still there. No one cares how I feel…especially him. He has the audacity to leave my presence and go to another woman. He leaves me with no explanation, not even a sorry? There’s nothing else for me to do but to sit here and cry. The walls in this place seem to get smaller and smaller, to the point where I can’t breathe. I take a look at a picture of my family. My younger brother’s smile stops the tears from flowing just for a minute. I grab the keys and slam the door out of frustration. The wind blows as the tears begins to fall from my face. The heavy wind causes my tears to travel into the air. I’ve been crying since last night, hoping all the pain will go away. Just the thought of him being in another woman’s face is dreadful, he has no idea how much my  heart hurts. I caught him just the other day. I noticed a number in his iPhone that was unfamiliar. I called the number and a female answered the phone. She told me she’s been seeing my boyfriend for the last eight months. Continue reading “Dead End”

Secret Surprise

My footprints leave marks as I make my way from the shower towards my dorm room.  I take a look at my phone; no missed calls. I don’t understand… I don’t understand where is everyone?

All day I’d been getting ignored from my best friend and my boyfriend. I sit on my fluffy white comforter as I release the towel from off my body. My body feels cool as the breeze lingers over my naked body.

As I dry off I continue to think. “Where are those two? I mean they have been spending a lot of time together and they both told me they had something important to tell me. What could it be? I hope it’s not what I think it is!” Continue reading “Secret Surprise”


I can’t take this anymore! I am so tired of you treating me this way. Since the day we met, for 16 months straight, all you’ve done is disrespect me. Now I’m trying to work with you, and you keep telling me, “I’m going to change babe.” But now I believe your actions and your words mean two different things.

For the last three out of the twelve months all you did was hit me. I’m tired of this Terrence. How long do you expect me to let you treat me like this? The first time you slapped me across my face caught me off guard. Then you sat there and took me out to dinner and bought me roses like nothing ever happened; and let’s not talk about the last time you hit me which was only last night! Continue reading “Enough!!”