"No Place for Peace Here"

Busy here--
Loud there,
No place for peace.

Demands here--
Desires there,
Their wants never cease.

Stretched here--
Pulled there,
Until I'm all tired out.

Screams here--
Silence there,
Until her thoughts fade out.

LaTasha B. (LB)

© 2015

"Light and Colorful Wanderer"

Lighted she was--
And colorful in her ways.
That whenever she parted,
It felt like days.

And when you was with her--
Time slipped away.
She was a free spirit,
Who lived her life this way.

LaTasha B. (LB)

© 2015

"Wherever Your Heart Takes You..."

Wherever your heart takes you--
I hope it's filled with laughter and love.
Wherever your heart takes you--
I hope it's filled with the Spirit from up above.

Wherever your heart takes you--
I hope it's filled with joy and grace.
Wherever your heart takes you--
I hope it's the most wondrous, beautiful place!

LaTasha B. (LB)

© 2015

"Letting Go of You"

I don't give my heart to anyone--

But I gave my heart to you.

I don't really open up to anyone--

But I opened up to you.

I didn't want to be with anyone--

But I wanted to be with you.

I don't go back and forth with anyone--

But I'd go back and forth with you.

I don't look back for anyone--

But I looked back for you.

I didn't do this for anyone--

But I was willing to do it for you.

But you wanted someone else--

So now I'm letting go of you.

LaTasha B.

© 2015

"Stuck in Isolation"

Closed ears,
Closed mind,
Stuck in isolation.

Closed doors,
Closed heart,
No visitation.

No one,
Nobody,
Left all alone.

Not here,
Not there,
She's all gone.

Knock. Knock.
Who's there?
She sees no one.

LaTasha B.
© 2015

"Broken Fragments"

These are my broken fragments--
Limb from limb,
And torn apart.

These are my broken limbs--
Bone from bone,
And misplaced about.

These are my broken bones--
Piece by piece,
And all worn out.

These are my broken pieces--
Here and there,
And scattered all about.

Here's my broken heart--
Harden and blackened,
Until it rots out.

LaTasha B.
© 2015

"Nothing Personal"

Nothing personal,
If I forgot your name.
I blame time--
He's the blame.

Nothing personal,
If you forgot me too.
That's nothing different--
Nothing new.

LaTasha B. (LB)
© 2015

"Under Her Skin"

Under her skin

Is a beautiful soul.

She's trying so hard

But she just can't let it go.

LaTasha B. (LB)

© 2015

"What's Wrong Pretty Girl?"

What's wrong pretty girl?
What lies beneath those eyes?
Is it a happy soul?
Or a sad one hidden beneath all the lies?

What's wrong pretty girl?
What happened to your heart?
We used to be best friends,
But now you're distant and so far apart.

What's wrong pretty girl?
Why do you over think so much?
Just live your life,
And forget about the little things and such.

What's wrong pretty girl?
I used to know you oh so well.
But now you seem like a different person--
One I can hardly tell.

What's wrong pretty girl?
Why don't you ever feel like enough?
Why do you hide your vulnerability?
Why do you have to seem so tough?

What's wrong pretty girl?
Why can't you love yourself for you?
Why can't you ever be enough?
With all the little things that you do.

What's wrong pretty girl?
How can you love everyone but yourself?
You give a lot of love out--
And yet, your heart stays on a shelf.

What's wrong pretty girl?
You always seem to share your light.
But it disappears at times--
As if you turn to night.

What's wrong pretty girl?
Why don't you get up out your head?
It's time to lay down now,
And head straight back to bed.

LaTasha B. (LB)

© 2015

"If I Only Knew Why..."

What is an hour?

Once time elapses.

What is a tower?

Once it collapses.

What is a heart?

After it's been broken.

What are words?

When they are no longer spoken.

Why do we want things

We don't think we can have?

But when we get them

We no longer want them.

We do we destroy

The things we want to keep?

And sell our souls

For things that we will reap?

Why do we fight for the truth?

When all we really want is a lie.

Why do we stop to say hello?

When it just ends with a goodbye.

Why do we hurt

The ones we love?

Yet, love the ones

Who hurt us?

Why does our heart

Takes us in one direction--

And yet, our mind

Takes us in another?

Why do we change
Our imperfections?

Just to look like

Another.

Why do the wise

Think they're the fools?

And yet, the fools

Think they are wise?

Why do we live in the

Sunset?

Even when the

Sun rise.

LaTasha B. (LB)

© 2015

"Crushed"

Crushed,
Like a bug on the ground.
Crushed,
Oh, how I hate that sound.
Crushed,
As my heart hits the ground.
Crushed,
As I find no one around.

Crushed,
As I find myself all alone.
Crushed,
As my voice cracks on the phone.

Crushed,
As I fall for a landing.
Crushed,
As I find myself no longer standing.
Crushed,
As the world is so demanding.
Crushed,
And the pain is outstanding.

LaTasha B. (LB)

© 2015

"The Forgotten One"

When it's all said,

When it's all done,

I'll still end up being--

The Forgotten One.

LaTasha B. (LB)

© 2015

"Rainy Days of Nostalgia"

I hate rainy days like today--
Where they make me feel sad and nostalgic...

I have to be at work
But I'm sad as hell.
I'm trying to smile
But that's hard as well...

Not all rainy days are like this--
Only some.
It just turns out that today
Happens to be one.

Passing the place--
Where love once belonged.
I look to see if my love is there
But I see no one...

Listening to James Bay "Let It Go"--
When it only makes me sad.
Thinking about you and everything
We would've had.

Sad days like this--
Really makes me feel lonely.
Time to put a fake smile now
So no one will ever know me...

LaTasha B. (LB)
© 2015

"Uninspired"

Uninspired,
Blank--
Just like my thoughts on this page.


Uninspired,
Empty--
I'm frozen on the stage.

Uninspired,
Nothing--
Not a single thought.

Uninspired,
Tired--
Confused and in distraught.

LaTasha B. (LB)
© 2015

"Conformity"

Come on down, line on up--
Join the rest of the lot.
Change your clothes and change your hair,
Into something you're not.

Come on down, line on up--
Stay with the lot.
Let's control your mind and erase your thoughts,
Until you've forgot.

Come on down, line on up--
Don't stray from the lot.
I was going to try and tell you something,
But I forgot.

Come on down, line on up--
Join the conformity lot.
Where being different hurts and it's time to change,
Into something I'm not.

LaTasha B. (LB)
© 2015

"Reality Escapes Her..."

Reality escapes her...

So, she often disappears.

Attempting to run away from--

Everything she fears.

Reality escapes her...

So, she lives in her dreams.

Where she runs from her nightmares--

And hides all her screams.

Reality escapes her...

So, she's often alone.

Running to another place--

In a different time zone.

Reality escapes her...

So, she hides in a fantasy.

Dreaming of a different place--

And who she wants to be.

LaTasha B. (LB)

© 2015

"Swallowed in a Sea of Misery"

Do you know what it's like--
To breathe underwater?
To drown in a misery--
That never really falters?

And do you know what it's like
To drown in a sea--
Swallowed in all of your
Misery?

LaTasha B. (LB)
© 2015

"Holes in My Heart"

I have holes in my heart--
So many empty spots.
It's hard to love them all,
When you're the one they forgot...

It's hard fitting in--
So many different locations.
Every new place,
Seems like a different vocation.

New faces,
New names,
Until time
Erases them all.

Or even worse,
I remember them all.
And time always rushes--
It never stalls.

So many holes in my heart--
And every wound hurts.
She lived a lonely life--
As an endless flirt.

I have holes in my heart--
But that's nothing new.
I couldn't fill it up,
Even if I wanted to.

Trust me, I've tried--
I've even cried.
The pain never ends--
It only subsides.

I have holes in my heart--
Why should I leave it intact?
I'd much rather take it out,
As a matter of fact.

LaTasha B. (LB)
© 2015

"Sensitive"

Sensitive--
Oh, how I used to hate thee...
Sensitive--
Why did this happen to me?
Sensitive--
Always seemed so weak to me.
Sensitive--
I mean just how fragile can one person be?
Sensitive--
Sounds like a soft person to me.
Sensitive--
Oh, how I used to hate thee...
Sensitive--
But without it, who else would I be?

LaTasha B. (LB)
© 2015

"Tears of A Clown (The Entertainer)"

My mind is so strong--
But it over thinks too much.
Over random things,
And little things and such.

I need to get active,
I need to get out of bed.
I need to get away from these thoughts--
That are inside of my head.

But I'm really sick,
And I'm really tired.
Life has a way
Of making us feel like a liar.

People call me sweet--
But I often think it's a lie.
It seems that I'm the kindest,
Whenever I start to cry.

Where is the logic--
In any of this?
When I over think so much,
It leaves me crazy like this.

See, one day I'm really smart--
With a lot of things to say.
And then the next day I feel empty,
And lonely in a way.

Most days I feel crazy--
Like I'm out of my mind.
Like why is it so hard
To find some peace of mind?

Complicated, complex
And totally confused...
How can I ever love someone--
Without making them feel used?

See, I know how you love--
Flaws and all.
But I'm not one to bring anyone down
When I'm starting to fall.

I'm a handful--
For even myself.
I would protect everyone--
From even myself.

See, I really love him
And I know he loves me.
But how can I truly trust someone
When I can't even trust me?

And I'm all for making people happy--
That's the choice that I've made.
But it's one massive price
That has to be paid...

And friendships are the worst--
They make me feel like a flake.
Because as much as I give,
I'm not one who's willing to take.

But what do I really give?
Kind words and some advice?
But whenever they call me to see me--
I have to check my schedule twice!

And I get it--
I'm a butterfly who likes to fly away.
And only the strongest,
Can ground me enough to make me stay.

But I still feel like I'm never there--
When they need me most.
Makes me seem like one big party,
And I'm always playing the host...

Keep the conversations light--
Airy and witty.
And maybe one day,
I'll know the entire city!

And don't bother calling me--
I'll just show up really late.
Clearly, as you can tell,
I have more than enough on my plate.

Don't worry, I'll be fine--
Just give me a minute or two.
Now welcome to my life,
It's really nice to meet you.

Be careful, I'm cunning--
You should really stay away.
I'll say all the right things,
That will make you want to stay.

But then again,
I have a habit of pushing people away...
When really, in reality,
I just want them to stay...

But come along for the party--
I'll entertain you all day!
But when it's over and I'm alone,
Just leave me that way...

Trust me, I'll be fine--
Life is lonely that way.
And I'm the biggest clown,
Who's a phony by the way.

And if you're feeling sorry for me--
Then, I guess I've done it.
A huge pity party!
That's all I ever wanted!

Clearly, I'm lying.
That's not how I want it to be.
Because at the end of the day,
The only person that is hurting-- is me.

LaTasha B. (LB)
© 2015

"If Only She Could See..."

If only she could see...
How much she means to me.
How she inspires me--
Endlessly.

If only she could see...
How much she means to me.
But perhaps she does--
And one day she'll surely see.

If only she could see...
How much she means to me.
And how I love her--
Endlessly.

LaTasha B. (LB)
© 2015

This poem is first and foremost dedicated to my late grandmother. I never got to meet her. She died before I was born. However, I'm told that I favor her in so many ways...

This poem is also dedicated to my mom, my Godma, my little sister, my two big sisters, my other little and big "sisters", and all of the other women who inspire me.

This poem was inspired by a documentary on Marilyn Monroe's life. Another lady that I love.