Nothing to Offer

I have nothing to offer this man

yet he takes everything I own,

I have nothing to offer-yet he calls my house

his home.

 

For what I had was stripped away

when my last lover left,

just faded memories and the world he left in a mess.

 

I have nothing to offer this man

so strong but shy in lust

not that he wants it anyway, he runs

away from my love.

 

And If I ask him to stay I have nothing left to give,

can't promise him the world, can't promise him kids.

 

I have nothing to offer this man

for he came with nothing at all,

I have nothing to offer this man,

so I won't even call.

All That I Am

Sometimes our hearts leak red blood internally.
It’s mostly when we’ve decided to give up, when all
Faith is thrown out the door, and we don’t have the strength
To run after it.
It’s like knives wounded bandage, it all becomes a Cycle, it’s all a part of the death in the air. I said I want to breathe, but the breath left long Before the wound became a scar. I am not a part of This world and never have I been. I want to be free like the waves on the ocean, a part Of history, a part the Caucasians read. But don’t act like you Understand me, like you’ve understood Civil Rights, because nothing
Is right about you, nor this time, nor your understanding. It’s like trying to escape locked doors, when you have the key In your right pocket. You can’t get to it, the good life I mean, Because the door has thousands of locks, and it would take patience
To figure out which lock fits the key. Who has time to try? I’ve noticed the clock doesn’t stop so I am running out of time
To get to nowhere. Momma needs me, my baby needs me, or maybe it’s all
Just a want. A need is to die for, and everyone is still alive, so I’ve
heard. There’s no need to speak when the words go unnoticed, so I guess I’ll shut up for now. This is the end anyway, all that was around the corner
is Gone from reach, like I’ve gone from you. I have separated and realized I am
all I need to be.

Michelle Jones