Confessions Of A Gone Girl

Notes to Mine🖤, Poetry🦋 1 Minute

I am done with the tough act,
I want you and I want to be yours,
This is me presenting myself to you,
Not because I’m out of options but because you’re the rarest of them all,
Your presence brings about a sense of security and assurance,
Conversations with you despite the content are priceless and so is the attention you give…
Shying away from how I truly feel, is me punishing myself for experiences of the past..
This time around, I take back my power
unlocking the doors which were sealed when danger came knocking,
This is me laying my guard down…
You hold the key to my heart,
Not because you forced your way in…
With you I feel it, I feel all of it
And wouldn’t trade it for anything else in the world.


Published by 🇸🇿 🇿🇦 La Nkosi 🇸🇿 🇿🇦

I am a writer and lover of the pen. I don't get along with those who ridicule Africa and her children🖤

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2 thoughts on “Confessions Of A Gone Girl”

  1. I went through your blog, the growth is crazy but the content is still very much relevant from the years. I love your way with words La Nkosi, I am also subscribing because this is what speaks to me. The rawness my honey!!

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