This poem was inspired by the choreopoem “For Colored Girls Who Have Considered Suicide When the Rainbow Is Enuf” by Ntozake Shange. Like Shange’s, this poem expresses one of the many struggles and obstacles that African-American women may face throughout their lives.
Slipped Too Deep
I moaned for it.
Gripped your skin, and let you push it in-to me
Raw.
My hands shook when you gave it to me.
An orgasm tried to reverse the present but you shoved it back in with two fingers
I loved every bit of it.
And at the time I didn’t know the gift was from your ex,
She picked it up, gave it to you, and then went to the next.
You claimed she was the best.
And I strived to be better, strived to get wetter.
To do things to you she didn’t know existed, but that girl was gifted.
Talented at keeping secrets and giving diseases-
My heart was begging and pleading,
And neither of us could hear it.
Your eyes whispered I’m cheating on you while you were on top
And I encouraged the deceit, screaming don’t stop!
The subliminal message behind every “I love you” was,
“but I say that to all of y’all”
One confession made me feel so small. All of this anger inside of me is building a wall,
That I refuse to climb.
I just knew you were all mine.
My selfish ass never shared nothing,
But all this time you was fronting.
Smiled in my face
And let another bitch take my place.
It’s not right
Stabbed my heart, kissed my cheek, and then cleaned off the knife.
You fucked up my life!
And I cant forgive you.
Still cant believe all of the things you confessed to.
Images create themselves in my mind of what you did to her,
Got to get rid of ya’
Deleted text messages read “sorry I gave you Chlamydia”
–Stephanie Williams
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