Monday, 5 January 2015

Chapter 10 - Pretty Hurts.

Previously - Chapter 9

Pretty does hurt - it hurt so much that it’s the worst kind of pain after realising...
My pretty was all for you,
My pain was for you,
And my hurt was for you.
So why couldn't you just love the person I became for you?
While I sit and watch my days go by so infatuated by you
But why every time I try to reflect on this pretty hurt situation
You quickly disturb me with...
Sweet talk and soft touch.
I was just a joke to you like that day you had me running from Clapham to Chelsea Bridge that day you said, 
"I gone to jump off T"
My Reply was, 
"Jump... Are you ok nigga?
Must be tripping nigga
Always feeling sorry for you yourself nigga
You a weak nigga, a soft nigga
Acting like you a smart nigga but knowing nothing ass nigga
You a playing ass nigga
Always working but Ain’t doing shit nigga
I have no money - so why you working nigga?
You want me nigga?
Well get your money up nigga…
You want relations, sex and all that shit nigga?
Then stop being a fucking nigga
Grow some balls coz you a pussy nigga
Stop running when it’s hard nigga and being a bitch ass nigga
I hate you kind niggas
Coz you be acting like a king nigga.
When your not… nigga!!!
So jump off Chelsea bridge coz I don’t even care nigga
I just need to find myself a real nigga - for real nigga”

So I ran to Chelsea Bridge for that nigga with my phone on 5% battery life and he weren't even there. Nigga was in a French bar chilling with a French bitch.

Damn this must have been a sweet kinda nightmare

Pleasurable kinda pain
A disputing kinda satisfaction
Something kinda fucked up.

“Nigga – let’s not make this shit messy, can you come home now”

As these chapters of my life carry on you will see how I channel this nigga!!

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Thank You
Theresa.
x