Reception

(To losing understanding with your lover)


By: LaWanda Stallworth aka missstar314

Losing understanding with your lover is devastating…Especially when there's only one person losing RECEPTION. You constantly try to read their minds and see what could be bothering the depths of their hearts, which is squeezing you out of their heart: what is taking the space. You ask everyday and you get no answer: Due to the lack of reception. Something is clouding his perception: your heart is accepting the rejection. As you lay next to him you watch as he toss and turn in his slumber…Wondering what has him vexed to the point he sweats and sometimes cries in his sleep. You ask him and he says "nothing! Stop tripping". So you let It go and you do what every it takes to make him happy and content but all he does is get aggravated by you asking him why he's worried…Things get worst when you ask him Why he came in late..He lashes out at you and accuses you of being paranoid: May be you doing something untrue. Now you're stressing and can't sleep. You can't sleep at night and you dreams or bothering you rest, and every time he calls you it pointless and you become vexed. Now when he talks to you it sounds like he's losing interest and you don't smile and he doesn't smile. Now you have lost all your reception. You don't see his phone calls at nine and the phone calls in the bathroom. Your perception is now clouded. You don't see the new under wear to replace the missing ones. Your perception is clouded. You don't even see him anymore. He no longer exists. You're in a relationship with your worries and misperception. You're in a relationship with your misery and yourself. Now all the relationship is full of static. The channels are all broken. All the reception is gone…

AM i

am i stupid 4 lovin u?
am i crazy 4 trustin you?
i dont kno.
u hurt me,
i heal from your sorrys.
you lie,
i close my eyes and fall 4 them.
i cry so u cant hear that maddness in me........................

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i know we were meant 2 B,
but i dont know what we were meant?
this doesnt make sense............................
lets let this conversation end.
and not speak of it again
go back to holding it in
i cant let u and me end.........................................

self quote

"Being willing to love yourself. The Ugly and the Beautiful because they are the thing that make you Amazing and Beautiful" LaWanda S.

Drunk

DRUNK
By:LaWanda aka miss star314

I wann get drunk off ur skin
I want your absolute vodka skin
I want ur Hennessey eyes
and ur rum thighes
I want ur cristal kisses and ur Barcardie lips and
ur crown smiles
I want 2 get drunk off ur skin
I want to feel tipsy off ur
Heniken tongue and ur sam adams hum......
I want to get drunk off just one
one cup of u
I want shots of u
I want to get drunk off your skin!
I want to Be D.W.I.
Drunk With Insanity of u
I want ur fuzzy navals and ur
Grey Goose hands all over my margaretta body
I want ur slow gin fizz
I want u straight strong and on the rocks
I want to get drunk
not off of alcohol but
OFF UR SKIN......................

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Deaf Ears

By: LaWanda Stallworth AKA MISSSTAR314



I am in a deaf world. No matter what I say nothing is heard. It falls on deaf ears and my hopeless expression falls on blind eyes. I speak what is manifest on my heart and it is slung back at me by the deaf as nonsense or trash. My thoughts are not misunderstood they are just unheard by deaf ears. I am in a selfish world. I give my thoughts as gifts, but selfish minds won’t let my share thoughts that are more piercing then theirs. I am misunderstood because I am not heard by deaf ears. I feel as if I have to learn sign language just to communicate with deaf ears but the ignorance in their hearts won’t let them see me. Screaming is pointless because the power that the deaf minds hold starts to silence my determination to get my point across. Now I am part of the many that choose to be silent. I am not a deaf mind I am now a silent heart….

Empty Hugs

mother daughter

An empty hug filled with broken emotions.
That is what me and my mother share!
We love each other but for no reason.
She does not love who I am.
She does not love why I love.
She only loves me because I am her daughter.
She does not respect me.
She does not listen to me.
She just hears.
My mother does not love me.
She just loves.
But I still love who she is.
How she loves and why she does…
I am a sad daughter with a broken heart.
I another scar love has to where making it more ugly in this relationship of DNA.
An empty hug is what I share with my mother.

by LaWanda Stallworth aka Miss star314