Everyday I see her smileSo much attentionShe sticks outsuch innocence, I had to make her mineSo pure I had to taste itEveryone sees her styleSo much affectionShe easily gets me arousedSHH !! I’ll keep it a secret & tell her it’s fineLittle does she know I’m just fucking with her mindLittle does she know thatI’m … Continue reading Untold
A blessing started and pushed me forward at a young age. Not every situation is for the worst.
“ Words written release the soul in ways the mouth would usually keep them hidden. “ — Samantha Mia Soul Written
She could not see Stumbled very often Tripping on her own feet Until she realized that she could open her eyes And march to the sound of her own beat Started a new page A blank slate A new cycle A new state where she stood up against DEFEAT! — Samantha Mia Running with Socks … Continue reading New Moon
Father can you hear me? I feel so ashamed I feel unworthy of your listening ear But it’s your name that I proclaim Father can you hear me? Please, I’m begging. Please forgive me Forgive US I have steered away and have lost my way I didn’t look on to you with trust, faith and … Continue reading A Prayer heard
Like on marble floors... Have you ever tried it? Thick or thin. Walking, speed walking or running. fast or slow. Doesn’t matter how old How young you are At some point you have Or youre going to slip. Up, down, sideways It serves us right for not being careful. For growth, to spread a message. … Continue reading Running with Socks
Self-love, self worth People search for me everywhere. See, at times you have lost the way to me. Confused and misled. Believing that every time you hear my name it is real and true. Falling flat and finding yourself in a world drained of its bright colors and butterflies. My name is thrown around as … Continue reading The Greatest Love
You didn’t care to see me when I was there. Now, growth has made it so you’re invisible to me even if you’re near.
Honey dripping inside of me. Much more than sweetness. What you taste when you kiss me. The swirl you remember when you eat me up. My viscosity won't allow you to forget. A small taste will spellbind, lost in my rib cage like beehive.
She was damaged, but you kept her. You loved her differently, reassured her. It’s all she needed to be on her way to find herself again. She was damaged, but you stood. She noticed that, so she began to heal. All it took was patience and true love for her to love herself again. She … Continue reading She Was Damaged, But…