Poetry Corner: America My Dear

I’mma just fall back & let you be love

I don’t feel like going through the emotional up’s and down’s, all the second guessing. 

Just don’t want to set myself up for something it’s not, it just doesn’t feel right, kinda depressing.

If you can’t commit to supporting my life, how could you not see the civil injustice? 

The one I would hold so dear and planned to spend my life.

Just be honest don’t spare my feelings 

If only for a minute, let me know how you feel the good & bad, don’t bite your tongue, speak your mind even if it’s not kind. 

All the stuff you might even regret just put me out my misery, saving my naive Black mind and heart all the stress.