frail.

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my heart is frail,
so very frail.
my eyes, lips, body-
fell for a boy who can't seem to appreciate skin.
for him to just rip out my heart and spit at it,
makes me want to run away,
somewhere and so far,
and try to erase the humiliation.
it's unfair to be afraid to love someone-because they hate your skin.
it's unfair to hate me-despise me-laugh at me-hit me,
because i'm not white, why can't they understand, color makes everyone unique!
you were just kept away from the light, and danced along with the moonlight.
and that needs to stop. 

                                                                                                                                                                                   'Ci'Agea 


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