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Gray Ndiaye Apr 2019
the hurt and sadness
inside of you
has merged into
a dire form of animosity
you have mistakenly directed
towards me
your bitterness
towards me
has caused blindness
you have lost the
ability to see
that i am not the 1
Gray Ndiaye Mar 2019
leave the bone in
tonight baby
at least for a moment longer
take it out
whenever you get ready
boneless just ain't the same
Gray Ndiaye Mar 2019
find me nestled between
genesis & revelation
i can be your beginning
or i can be your end
meditate on your approach
i only react
based on what i am given
to work with
Gray Ndiaye Mar 2019
it was you all along
i thought it was me
i apologized profusely
my cries were ignored
you blamed me
i did too
drove myself to the brink of insanity
so often that i knew
the back roads
all along
it was you
Gray Ndiaye Mar 2019
what was once pure
has now been disturbed
what was once beautiful
has now been distorted
what was once honest
has now been corrupted
the tide has turned
joy has been disrupted
at one time bliss runneth over
now unrelenting scorn has erupted
Gray Ndiaye Mar 2019
Knee deep

I stepped into the water

Not as a form of surrender

Rather an expression of my power

I could no longer stand

Staying on your ship

Therefore I had to leave

You said leaving

Would be the death of me

Death would be euphoric

Opposed to the torment

I would continue to suffer

At your hands

If I decided to stay on board

In this moment

I rise

Only to sink

Meeting God

While ridding myself

Of the devil

That you are

The demons you attempted

To bestow upon me

Experiencing my final baptism

Knowing that

I am sacrificing my flesh

The oxygen in my lungs

I will finally be free

A slave no more

A slave no more
Igbo Landing is a historical site on St. Simons Island, located in Georgia. It is noted for a slave resistance that took place where a group of African slaves who were captured and sent to work on coastal Georgia plantations chose to drown themselves in Dunbar Creek rather than live as slaves.
Gray Ndiaye Mar 2019
I became accustomed to
Being the savior
Being the healer
Being whatever you needed
Offering my body
For you to act out your
Passion and anger on
Often times when we made love
I felt an unbalanced mixture
Of both emotions
Fluctuating between my femininity & masculinity
Whatever you needed, I was
Soft when you were in distress
Hard when you needed a reminder
That I was still a man
The passion caused me to stay
The anger caused me to drift away...
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