A Poem.
Just the opposite of Part I, which you should read HERE.
23 and already
I’m tired
So so tired
Black women,
My sistas,
.
Do you ever get tired?
Tired
Of being a
Strong. Independent. Black. Woman.
.
Something I once wore proudly
My badge of honor
My proof that I’m not a little girl
I’m a Grown. Ass. Woman
And I can do bad all by myself
.
But now?
.
I’m ready for someone to snatch me
Cuff me
Wife me up
Make me a trophy wife, a stay at home wife
Because I’ve exhausted myself
Working nonstop
Just to be the best
Above all the rest
I need to rest
.
Thought I didn’t need a man
That I could do it all
Have it all
Without a man
But I want my man
And I want him now
.
Cuz I’m scared
Scared I’m running out of time
To be some mans someone
And for him to be mine
.
I hate asking for help
Hate looking for support
But maybe a husband would bring
Great comfort
.
Someone I could wait at home for
And I could put in more effort to make an
“Us” work
Tired of Temporary
I want a lifetime
I want to settle
.down
…down
…..down
Rather than riding solo dolo
Cuz ya girls ready to trade this
Strong. Independent. Lifestyle
For Feminine. Subtle. Submission.
.
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