Hi. I’m Camari and I am a writer. I have embarked on the #poemaday2017 challenge.
I will write a poem everyday for the year 2017. Some will be good, some will be not so good, but all of them will be written fresh daily.
From the heart, mind, and disciplined pen.
Follow the journey. I’d love to have you join me.
My sabotage looks like intentional wasted minutes
Eating black cherry ice cream before bed
Facebooking before writing
Worrying before praying
Me holding myself back looks like fearing the outcome of an opportunity that hasn’t presented itself
Making a viable list of why it wont work and using it as my to do list
I self sabotage by knowing the steps it takes to reach my goal and doing everything opposite of it
How do i stop?
What a skill it is to bloom and grow where not expected to.
Everyone downtown wears black
Cascades of mourners
Flood out open elevators onto crowded streets
Where rivers of grievers pour into an ocean of lost dreams
They gather in memoriam of their goals slaughtered at the hands
of purposeless jobs
Replaying the decisions that crucified them
A flock of artists
flopped down on conveyor belts and rolled into a furnace that burns away creativity until shined by boredom
A boring silver
Everyone is the same
all wishing they stayed true to who they were supposed to be
help me to be an adult today.
show me your scars
and I will show you my tears
we can trade them like Pokemon cards
your pb and j for my spaghetti
all things I have
left over to you
show me your pain
and I will show you my weakness
let’s take off these heavy garments
run free in each other’s love
Every moment in your past has led up to today
I am starting to doubt every move that I made
wanna love me?
rub some shea butter on my scalp