Untitled Poem

Untitled Poem by guest poet Chiquita Hyche

I’m broken n i don’t know how to heal myself.

I cry to myself every night.

Like i really want the pain to go away but i know I’m hurting for a reason .

When will it stop tho.

I have learned so much from this pain but y is it still hurting so much .

The older i get the deeper the wound gets.

What am i doing wrong.

I just want it to go away.

Rejection has become apart of me n the feeling is indescribable.

I feel like I’m not wanted.

My daddy put a spell on me.

Every nigga i meet reminds me of him.

They want me then they leave me.

Like i don’t know how much of this i wanna take.

I’m looking for love in all the wrong places but i don’t know how the right places look.

I’m using so many outlets to numb the pain but it just won’t go away.

I just want it to go away.

Even if it doesn’t go away give me something that’s worth going through the pain.

Right now i just don’t know.

But its Gods plan right??

Chiquita Hyche is a good friend, poet, and nail tech.

Untitled poem by Chiquita Hyche

You say it's selfish of me to take my own life
Well I think it's selfish of you to want me in pain
I don't think you really understand how bad I just want the pain to go away
I'm tired of feeling like this
Every time I close my eyes
I relive every moment that put me in pain in the first place
My mind be playing these games with me
It's telling me to leave
It's telling me to stay
But if I stay the pain won't go away
I often question myself--What's the purpose?
Why am I here?
Am I here to endure more pain?
I keep battling with these demons that I just want to get away from
I pray
I cry
I pray
I cry
The drinking only makes me forget my pain momentarily
I really don't know if things are getting better
or am I just use to it
I just want it to go away
Why me???
I mean it is...
but hey who else is living my life?
Me...
but these are just my thoughts from a broken soul

Chiquita Hyche is a poet, nail tech, and a long time friend. Follow her on Instagram @naildbyjuicy

"GOD, LOVE, SEX, AND DRUGS" A poem written by guest poet Tonisha N.

I wanna lay up in between sheets

I wanna smoke this pain away

I’m hurting inside

And I feel as if I’m just fading away

No one understands how it feels

Doctors only know how to prescribe pills

And not how to actually heal

So you find other ways to heal

Smoking weed

Drinking vodka

Misusing pills

Sleeping with a man

To feel as if you’re still in control

But it starts talking a toll

Next thing you know

You’re no longer bitter

Now you’re mad as hell

And no one can tell you how you got here

They say talk to god but he was never there

No one wants to die they just want the pain to be still

God

Love

Sex

And

Drugs

Heal my pain so I won’t hurt anymore...

Tonisha N. is a writer and poet.

Dear Openly Broken

A Poem by Guest Blogger
Chiquita

Dear broken heart .. I know you hurt and i know u tired of me taking you through the same ol shit. I’m not going to lie tho I’m sorry but I’m not sorry. I actually thought this was gone be some real shit but i guess you saying same shit just a different nigga.. I hope you understand what I’m about to say to you and i hope that u can forgive me. I’m hurting too. No matter how much of me i give it’s like it gives them more reason to love someone else. I mean who am i? Why did i think this would work? Why did i think they would even love me. Why did i wait for them?Why did i give my body to them? Now i feel like i wasted my time and yours. Heart i pulled all the love out of you that u had left. I gave u to somebody that i thought would handle you with care. Now I’m stuck . Stuck on how to heal you again. Stuck on thoughts of how to not do this to you again. I’m sorry and i can’t say it enough. I know you hurting . Like what now? Where do we go from here? You got a lot of scars and i opened up an old wound. I know you tired. Tired of hurt tired of pain tired of giving your all to situations that’s been dead. I wish i could forget everything about them. But i can’t. My heart won’t let me. My mind won’t let me. All i can do is cry n hope the pain will eventually ease away. I did this to you and I’m sorry i truly am. I hope that one day you would forgive me then i can one day forgive myself. Before i go tho. I just wanna tell u something. You love way to hard heart like we suppose to be in this together but you go way harder than me. The way you love the next can u love me?? I think that’s where it starts.. i feel like if you love me first the person who suppose to love u will love you. You loving the wrong person heart. This another heartbreak we gotta get through together and just like any other time we got this. So for now .. to protect the both of us I’m putting that guard back up.

Sincerely..
The person who carries you on her shoulder ..

Chiquita Hyche is a dear friend and poet.
She's also a professional nail technition.
Follow her on Facebook:
@chiquita

Candace