Who Hurt You??

“Been hurt?” Well so has everyone else. Please take your bitter, scorned ass to see Morris Bart. That
was for the Women who continue to scream how they know there are no good men left, when in fact
good men are the majority. She too hurt to actually see this even though all her friends are married,
engaged or in healthy, lasting relationships. Ok. Now that I got that out the way, I have been faced with
the conversation about relationships and cheating a lot lately. Touchy subject, I know. But here is my
problem with it…. Everybody thinks they are a relationship expert. THAT is what pisses me off. Don’t
bring your “all men are dogs” attitude to a conversation with me unless you are ready to hear that you,
as a female, have a little K-9 in you as well. There is a cycle. I’m sure I have written about it before and
I will continue to until I no longer hear one sided “it’s not my fault” opinions. Since those aren’t going
anywhere I guess neither is me talking about the cycle.
Women think they have a clear picture of what men want out of life… You ever want to hear me laugh
really hard? Tell me what you think, as a woman, what MEN want out of life. Please do! I might need
a good laugh that day. But here is the question I post to you. How is it possible for you to tell me what
I want out of life, when you don’t know what you want? And some for that matter, who you are! That
goes for men too. Hell we seldom know what the hell we want out of life until specific events happen in
our lives that may lead us in a certain path. So keep that “All men” out of any opening statement. I will
never say “all women” before I say anything. I haven’t met all women. I would love to one day though.
That way I could get a better sample size to see if in fact, majority of women do think the same on a lot
of issues.
Now. We all are at fault in this cycle and who knows where it starts. Boy meets girl. Girl hurts boy. Boy
goes on to hurt another girl. That girl goes on to hurt another boy… so on and so forth. See? A cycle. And
A vicious one at that. But there are strides that we can take to eliminate that cycle. But we can only get
out of it if we work together. Men and women because let’s face it… we need each other. If we don’t
work together it will always be there and the pain of that cycle will fall on our children and our children’s
children.
A lot of men cheat and so do a lot of women. That’s not going to change. Statistics show it. But not all
men and not all women. So ladies/fellas if you find yourself being involved with a cheater, the decision
now is yours to stay and work it out or leave! Maybe it’s just me but if a woman cheats on me, I’m sorry
but there isn’t anything you can tell me that will make me forget. I’ll forgive you because forgiveness is
divine, but I’m not going to stay with you so I can wonder what did you really do on your lunch break or
what did you really go do on that trip with your line sisters. “Baby, why there ain’t no instagram pics of
y’all trip?” Nope. Not Six-5.
But seriously, whatever you decide to do, take responsibility for your action and don’t bring it into the
next relationship. Then you will be adding to the cycle. And don’t let your past linger… WHY?? That may
be the biggest fault of us all. We meet someone new that may be great for us. But we can’t let go of the
pain of who hurt us in the past so now your ex, not only ruined THAT relationship but now messed up
your next attempt at happiness. It’s like when a football team loses a big game and the effects of that
loss cause them to lose the next game to a team that should have been an easy win. Don’t let one team
beat you twice.

]*Deuces*

Happy Halloween Ghouls and Gals!!

Dear Summer

Hey Summer…
I know you gon’ miss me….
Because ima damn sure miss you. But real talk? You really a big bitch for leaving me the flu…
That don’t change how I feel about you because my love for you is real. Even though you aren’t mine to
keep and I already knew the deal… from the moment I told you hi.
I offered to buy you a beer. We traveled all over together taking pictures everywhere.
I kissed you every chance I got, stolen or given freely. But now it’s the dreams of those stolen moments
which from I’m begging you to free me.
We learned a lot from each other this year, whether I wanted to or not.
From the laughs, the fights, the good times with my people even to the DUI that I got.
And no I can’t put that on you… But you where there through it all. So I know you gonna be mad when I
tell you I can’t bring you with me into the fall.
I hope one day you will learn that no matter how many tops you put them on, there really is NO
message at the end of the bottle.
And that I know I’ve had my fair share too. So I am in no shape a role model...
But I care enough to let you know. That, in itself is why I gotta let you go.
So now I blow out the rest of these feelings for you with the cloud of smoke from the clove I puff.
Because once you realize what we had was what it was… well shit… getting over it ain’t that tough.
I admit I didn’t know that saying goodbye to you would have to be so rough. But knowing that the
decision is what’s for the best, has shown me that what I have doing is enough.
And frankly ma, You got too many people who love you and I ain’t trying to wife no slut.
Partying, acting wild, getting too drunk, it’s evident that these hoes really do be acting up... And we all be
letting em.
Yeah I got God’s son in my heart but, his level of forgiveness, I don’t have that much. Yeah He saw past
Mary Magdalene’s faults and she was loose… facts is facts.
Does mean I gotta do the same??
Nah… Hov did that so hopefully I wouldn’t have to go through that.
Now the fact that I know ima see you again gives me some solace,
That this isn’t goodbye but more of a “see you later”.
We were tight this year, but we had our battles like Zack Morris and AC Slater.
The love I have for you is something that I will carry on into the next seasons.
From the G.O.O.D music you gave me to the women I courted for no true rhyme or reason.
But it’s time to slow down like a Bobby V. song. The sins I committed with you, in this new day I cant do
the same wrongs.
All the accolades and success that I received with you, The good times i had, the money I blew. Meeting
interesting new people everywhere I flew, to only come back home to lay in bed with you…It cant go on.
So goodbye for now and please don’t cry for me. Just show me the same love when I see you again.
Take some new losses and share some new wins.
Share the same laughs, spend some more ends.
And most importantly, give me that same kiss that made us more than friends.
         Later, Summer.

What's Your Worth?

Ever felt disrespected? Ever felt like some people you care about don’t place you or treat you like you deserve to be treated? If you find yourself feeling this way then you should really stop and look at the person having the feelings. What are you doing to make sure that those feelings aren’t true? People are only going to give what they get. Most people will treat you exactly how you show them you deserve to be treated. If you are comfortable being second fiddle, then you will be treated as such. It’s your job to stand on what you feel you deserve and nobody else’s. This is simply called “knowing your worth.”

In a lifetime we will meet people who will be in our lives and who will love and respect us genuinely. They might be friends, family, coworkers, and girlfriends/boyfriends/spouses, etc. But through all of this there is one constant… You. You are the one who has been there through all YOUR hard times. YOUR successes. YOUR failures. How can anyone, other than who looks back at you in the mirror, tell or show you they know more of what you deserve than you? Impossible. Unless that’s what you put up with.

It really boils down to what we accept and from who we accept it. If you put up with it, you deserve it. Well at least that’s what it’s going to look like. God doesn’t want that for you and neither do I. Your manager continues to drop work on your desk that is way below your pay grade? Your love interest continues to choose to go out with his/her friends and see you when it’s convenient?  Family continues to use you? Yeah. Change it! Give those files back. Stop being available for the convenient times. Stop giving they asses shit they ask for! If every time I look around a family member had a hand out I’d move to Alaska. Straight up. KNOW YOUR WORTH!

Most importantly, don’t think you are alone in this issue. It happens to everyone especially in relationships. Don’t let someone make you second guess you or your heart. You should never give someone else that much power over you. But we make excuses for those we like/love. Our friends will tell us what we are doing wrong or whats wrong with that situation, but we won’t see it. We will turn a blind eye to anything other than what we want and believe we’ve found in that person. Even when we are completely wrong and you know deep down that you are giving a lot and receiving a little. Sound like you yet? Ok…

Now here is were the gut check comes and you don’t know where it comes from. Maybe a friend finally got through. Or maybe it is from some random epiphany or moment of complete clarity. Who knows. But it’s when you ask yourself “When am I going to finally get tired of giving my all and getting half of nothing?” I can’t tell you that. But that is normally when the change comes. You start to remember who you are. You stop praying to God to fix THEM and you start asking for remembrance of the person you used to be. Then, it begins to get easier. As long as you love yourself with an agape kind of love, no one can show you anything other than what you deserve. Your family might start appreciating you more. The right Job might come along because you shined through in that interview. The right person will see that light in you. Now, that 100% you have been giving will finally get you the reciprocity you deserve. All this because of what you already knew. How much you really are worth.

Fin.

Gravity

Everybody has one person that they love spending their time with on a constant basis. Whenever one or the other is free, you try to get away for lunch or a late night breakfast or something like that. You do it just because you really want to spend time with that person. It can be a feeling of infatuation or mutual appreciation of the others company. It may even be a genuine “like” factor there. But… you ever find yourself caught up in that person? Like something is pulling you faster than you can stop it? It’s called Gravity.

Gravity is defined as “a natural phenomenon by which physical bodies attract with a force proportional to their masses.” That is deep enough in itself.smh But when that happens, that’s when it gets hard. Say the feelings aren’t necessarily mutual, like you may feel a bit more strongly for them than they do for you. Now, that’s not to say they don’t appreciate the time with you, I’m merely saying they aren’t as far along in the infatuation as you are. You are now stuck thinking of that person constantly. You long to be near them. To see that smile; hold that hand. You’re caught in their Gravitational pull.

Simply saying, don’t let gravity catch you and pull you into to someone who isn’t willing to be pulled into yours. Gravity is tough. Hard to escape. It keeps you grounded and centered in that object. Sometimes this isn’t always bad. Sometimes you want to be there because that person can be warm, loving and giving. That’s a good space to be caught in. You can grow there. and I’m sure they feel the same about yours. But some are cold and dank. There’s no room to grow. No room for the warmth of a smile to fly through and it keeps you down. Your days are spent thinking about a person who isn’t thinking about you. That’s bad space. Not your fault though. You sometimes don’t know you are there until it’s too late. You are already stuck.

I’ve taken residence in several gravitation climates. The good ones go, and the bad ones are hard to escape. Hard because you want more from them. More than they are willing to give. Of course that makes you want to venture farther into that person, thus, sucking you deeper into that bad gravity. Trust me. When you fail, don’t feel bad. That is a gravity that has taken far better than you. Stay away because when you are stuck, you are stuck. Run away while you still can before your body gets too heavy to escape.
Trust me… you’d rather walk on your own weightless moon than be grounded inside a cold, dry gravity.

Royce.
      5/9/2012

Keep talkin'....

Sometimes … the somber soul that safely dwells within,

 can breathe the sweetest sigh of relief at the sight of relevance.

Encaged excitement, forced to be held in.

Once released flies freely like the path of the blowing wind.

So how is that a sin?...

When I choose to do what I must do to win.

Please retreat from my oxygen, trying to box me in.

I distinguish your meager personas which is so sickening,

From the benevolent beauty beneath that is truly listening.

A swift slice from my verbal katana blade can cut you under the chin,

Words make deep incisions, your sweat and blood create a special blend.

Who are you to pass judgment, because my creator, I just talked to him.

He told me to laugh in your face for adversity is my forever friend.

Those who are jealous of you are not happy with what’s in them,

So Leave those to me, your Protector until the end.

Now I can offer you 2 choices like the red pill or the blue pill then,

Will either awake you, or leave you to your own intentions.

But are you so emotionally poor that you cant afford to pay attention?

To the fact that your so called best friend you claim to love is missing?

Not in the literal, but the metaphoric meaning of the term missing,

For just a kind word from a saint or earthly savior he is wishing.

But that, in itself is his own failure that he cant win in.

Because you cant expect sainthood in any creatures, men or women.

It’s senseless to look for God-Like action in those without his comprehension.

We are all flawed.

To expect otherwise can be frowned upon and condemning.

When you need to be saved you look to God, not humans amongst the living.

Its obvious. To see over the trees you use a giraffe and not a lemming.

I often notice that your mentality is one of extreme banality.

Your mundane existence, im sure, is placed here to bother me.

In an effort for equality, I extend a helping eye to see,

Your faults, for to stay uninvested would be hardhearted of me.

So I will continue to try to be,

Everything you thought you ever saw inside of me.

The kind heart, giving, crusader in the fight against mediocrity.

But those who worship ignorance refuse to let my anger rest.

So again I take up arm and cause destruction and utter duress.

Only to never lift a finger, for my words hit targets with precision, then bless.

Here lies a never ending body count, Never excepting anything less.

I run circles through you mind fields touching every nerve and sense in the place.

Your grammatical legs are too short to catch up in this turtle race.

Im at the finish line, enjoying every tasty morsel of anguish on your face.

Hopping you choke on your venom laced words I made you digest. Now say grace.

The antagonist in my story you have been like Wilson Fisk.

Tho im obviously more creative than allowed by your intelligence.

Im sorry Mr. Cooper, But I cant live with you Bradley’s in bliss.

Because this clear tablet I fed you,

Will only help you realize you’re NOT limitless…

 

 

Royce Da 6’5

1/27/2012 ©

 

Inspiration.

Thi is a song by Cee Lo Gree called Big Ole Words (damn). Its probably one of, if not my favorite song by him. It inspires me everytime i sit to write. So i figured i'd share what inspires some of my poetry.... Enjoy.



http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=NRxZ9gKD1oQ

To You...

No idea why this is coming to me tonight. But i feel as if lately there has been a lot going on in my life and i feel i should really thank a few certain individuals who i know have always and will always be in my corner. Without you people's belief in me i don’t know where i would be. This is my soul. My thoughts. My heart. Whenever im sitting around with the click and you might see me off in a daze (Not sleeping.lol) this is what I may be thinking about. So here goes.

 Rome.

My nigga. My Ace for my entire life. We fought together. Grew up together. Cried together. You were the only person I could come too about everything and anything for a long time. The chillin drinking with the crew after dances and after school. Even when I was pissed about coming home from Michigan and didn’t want to go to SU, you would never let me talk about it. We’d just ride around and freestyle and share 40s with the change we’d scrape up. You would tell me “Go to school Royce. This shit aint for you. You got shit you can do in life. You talented.” You were always the smartest bruh. You just didn’t have the resources I had. I love you my nigga. I know you are living a good life now with a wife. Im so proud of you. More than you will ever know. You lost your brother but im gonna always be your other brother. Never forget that.

 Southern University and Every dude that I call friends or brothers that I met at SU. Its a lot of ya’ll. You know who you are. You guys have been there and are still there for me through everything. Ima be at and in everyone of ya’ll weddings.lol One down. We gonna be old soon with fat bellies and a bunch of stories. I look forward to those day with all of you all… well not the belly part. You guys showed me a lot of things I would have never know about life, what’s right, friendship, brotherhood, and most of all myself. Whenever I get out of character you are the 1^st ones to put me on notice that “that’s not you Royce.” Thanks for knowing me and being my brothers. And the place I call my home. I’ll never forget. I got us. Trust me.

 Julie, Dionne and Corine. I love you Mom, Sis and Granny. You are my life and the inspiration of my very actions that I feel will make me a better man. When those days when It was just us and I felt it was just me, you kept me grounded. Dark house, us huddled up in the living room telling jokes by candle light. Me sneaking money in your purse. Catching you crying when you didn’t know I saw it. Even when you thought I didn’t listen. I heard you. No matter what I did. Illegally, quit the basketball team, skipping school to go hang and do nothing, or any of the numerous amount of stupid shit I did back then. You 3 held me close and never let me out of your prayers. Everything I am today and everything I will become is because of you. Continue to never let me go and keep me in your prayers. Im just happy that im in a position to do for you now. I got you. I promise.

Royce.

Or as I call you Dad. I love you dude. We’ve had our differences at times but its only because we are so much alike. I cant even type this without tearing up. But you taught me that a man cries. And any man that says he doesn’t isn’t a real man. When I was younger you were like Superman to me. You had no flaws or faults. When you and moms would fight and you’d leave you would tell me, “Im going home to Alabama for a little bit but I’ll be back.”.lol That shit is true when they say your kids will believe everything you tell them. When you went away for min. I didn’t know. But when I got old enough in HS to know what happened when you went away the second time I was so mad. I didn’t want anything to do with you. Ignore your calls and letters. I acted out. Did a bunch of things im not proud of. When you got back, I was going into senior year. We had a talk between men. Not as Father and Son, But as men. I’ll never forget that. Ever since then we’ve been best friends, father and son. And you still are Superman to me. So last year when you got sick and was in and out of the hospital I felt helpless. I prayed. More than I ever have in my life. You got better. I been praying ever since. I’ll never stop. This year when you came to me about a serious matter it changed all my plans. That was January. Its December now and its gonna carry on into next year. But know I’ll never break my word. No matter how long it takes. We got fam, each other, and God is directing our lives. You taught me that and im not going anywhere until its over.