Courtney Perkins
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Hi everyone I go by Courtney and I love poetry. Most of my writings can be dark, sad, or inpirational. when I write I usally write from my emotions. I'm not very good but I hope you all enjoy it.
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Awaken
There was once a love I found that made me think, There was a love I once found that made the bad into positive analogies, We came together so fast life couldn't reach me, Mind clouded by sex, lusting over the looks she carried, There is not a time, I do not miss it, Trying to fish out the poison that ended it all, A constant battle with myself to prove her wrong, In reality, she could've been the same as me, instead, we refused to cope with the misunderstandings, Here I am today waiting for an answer, Hoping that I could try again after the breaking point, If I could hold you again I would, Kiss you like I'm holding your last breath in society, I miss you so much that you were my best memories, Through all the bad I knew you were the one, Stubborn by the galaxy, predetermined future by family, In my head all around me, the friends the peer pressure of failing our love and happiness, I wish I was who I am now, if I met you today I would have been stronger, The sex would have been trademarked by our desires, No one could pull me apart, the idea of marrying you was incredible, I hurt you so bad, I wanted to end you, This moment happened when I couldn't see from my own eyes, I woke up scared and ashamed I frighten you, We exchanged bad words to each other, But for you, I could never stop looking, I want to catch up on the 6 years we have been missing, I want you any way you come, I would love you again, and this time without the lust, All I ask is that you write me back, please, No blocking or disbelief, Even if friends all we had left, I would enjoy seeing you smile and paint your nails pink, your favorite color, All time show was twilight, Your first love named something with a D, I couldn't forget the first time I asked you to be my lady, I told myself what was I thinking, Tried to run away purposely hurt you so you could see, I'm no angel, I was still discovering, Yes, I am a mom and I would never change it, All I wanted was the liberal family, I'm quirky, I do not live my life demands, So many goals we could have achieved, I made 50 grand easy, and with all that money I wish I could have returned the favor, Money doesn't buy love it buys grief, Everything becomes a fantasy, I made you cum so many times I wanted a degree, The point is I miss you and this may be weak, however, I know your motto is to never turn back to the past, But even just one word like hi would last a lifetime, I miss you deeply Diamond Louis, I was hurt, young, stupid, and clouded, You are probably almost married like I am, Even then taking a trip with you would help me understand, If this man I say I love but do feel is fair to him who does everything on his own will, I wanted to cry the day I scared you, I wanted to fight you because I notice you stopped caring. please, please give me the chance to see you again, I was wrong about everything, even the things I denied, I love you every day because I realized you were the first person I ever loved, I hate that I lost you so much I even pray to God to let me move on, But as the days go on you are like my drug of choice, I crave you so much I could never make the woman I'm with take your spot.
By Courtney Perkins5 years ago in Poets
A Story I Wish I Could Tell
I always listened to my mom growing up, whenever I wanted to deviate from her rules she somehow knew about them. The best moments with my mom would be when she smiled. It lit up a room and gave security in my heart. Although, she had 7 children, one miscarriage, and one child was taken from her from child protective services. I always tried my best to understand her life. Through my siblings, they would tell me who she was back then, drinking, hustling guys for whatever she wanted. The freedom we had as children were only freedom because she was tired.
By Courtney Perkins5 years ago in Families
Turquoise Tranquility
So, you wanted to get to know me? Who am I in the world? I am the girl who stood alone in large crowds, I am the girl who scarred herself in the school restrooms, So I can avoid being seen, It was the only place I wanted to be. Only the sound of a voice crying out without a face, Haunting yet soothing, no one can help me, Not even the therapist I was seeing. Now, who am I? I am the black woman who survived domestic violence, The one who bleeds red waiting to die. The only colors I saw was black and purple on my body, These were the endless nights of corporal punishment, Thinking I was a human error, Here I am, a Guinea pig of today's era. I learned fast by being amongst my elders, Listening to the wisdom, following the truth, I wanted to be nurtured by their greetings. I learned that my existence is nothing more than a homeless man asking for forgiveness, I have seen broken women and shattered men, I chose to love the rainbow for my own gains, To fulfill a fantasy of one of a kind love, To be the Vixen in the bedroom, To be the guys' homeboy just so they wish they had me, Following the code showed me nothing, I felt lost in my sorrows, I knew how fluent I was, I hide who I was, I disappeared from the judgments, I figured if hell was the place I'll end up, Then the fire was one more thing I had to survive, No matter how far in the spectrum, I will always love the rainbow, color has a story to tell, There I will always be accepted, Even without being born with a talent, I can't dance, I can't sing, I can't lead, Pathetic child, you like a pon, I am here. Welcome to my story. Some say I am a lifesaver, that I am a product of the devil, I am no one other than the gay/lesbian who seeks attention. I honor this moment to represent the poetry within, Even when the outcome becomes bleak, Everyone should hold on to the colors they feel dignity, I am Turquoise Tranquility, A mixture of blue, green, and earthy stones, Calm, rare, and often mimicked from the authentic, This color represents no category, Ocean energy, uplifting, and hippie trend, Yet, it's the color that needs no attention, No company, the color turquoise completes my imagery. I feel connected to the galaxy, The story was, who am I? Well, I am Courtney, The one who died and came back ALIVE.
By Courtney Perkins5 years ago in Poets
