Black_Rose***

She is tired of all the mental, physical and emotional abuse. Or maybe she is just tired of all your cheating and constantly lying to her. Tired of being told be her girlfriends that they saw her man out on a date with another woman. Constantly being used as a kicking bag and being reminded to cover up the bruises, I mean the show must go on. How many times are you going to cover those bruises with color, how many times are you going to paint over them? See black woman one to many times we are taught to suffer in silence and that the type of love we want or need only exist on television. That in the real world our love requires us to suffer first. Not only do you forgive him but you are supposed to hold on to him and guide him into a better man that will one day hopeful see your virtue. Funny how I am supposed to accept him back wholeheartedly and not ridicule him for stepping out on me. He laid down next to her and touched every inch of her, probably promised her the world right? Yet ...

December 2016 I did my big chop and I finally met myself    I finally looked at the mirror and saw my true self. The black girl skin that so protective wrapped around her, the color that never once forsaken her. Oh how it loved her even when she doubted it, how it constantly reminded her of her strength and one to many times told her she was a warrior. I build her from nothing. I watched her slowly fall back in love with herself. I've heard her soft cries every night for a good year because she didn't understand her beauty.  Hazel eyes that's what they call them but for a while there all she could see was nothing more than pain in them. Never truly understood the obsession over them as well. Had a few young man want to make babies with her so she could pass them down to them. Good genes they call it. Pink lips with just a hint of brown. The amount of lies i had slipped past them, the dreams I sold. The fake laugh that slowly filled my mouth and left me with no choice but ...

She is strong, hardworking, beautiful and very ambitious. I've watched her overcome her battles as she would swing that sword and literally overcome depression. "Just be strong" she always says. "Keep your head up, don't let them tent her confidence but most of all never ever let them see your weakness". The crown she wears on her natural puffy curls so soft to the touch of the hand. Her black glows oh so beautifully. My ray of sunshine, wonder woman with just the little she has she has been the best thing to ever happen to me. The mere thought that she won't always be around breaks me slowly but her teachings I could never forget. Even when things go wrong or things are just not working out , I am yet to hear her complain or her cries for help. I could go on and on about her wonders but I'd probably run out of words. I'm not much of a writer in fact I could not cover them as beautifully as Emma does but I hope you have gotten the picture of my m...

She packed her bags and left today, barely even having enough time to say goodbye or tell me she loves me. For the past few weeks I've done nothing but annoying her and steal her food. She really hates someone messing around with her food but do I care, obviously not?. I am the oldest but she always complains about me very playful and annoying at times she tells me to either grow up or go buy toys for myself. I still love her to death though. She was the first person I told about my sign language classes and every time I came back from the class she'd ask me to teach her, she had this big smile on her face too.   In all honesty I have to be thankful for the time we shared because she means the world to me. She leaves in boarding school and she loves it there and she is finally grown, I think. She has been giving me great advice and taking lots of pictures with me too. Oh I forgot to mention the she that I am referring to is my younger sibling, my little sister. Her name is Khi...