Frank Friday: Sometimes...

I sometimes forget.
I forget who I am
I forget my confessions
I forget my faith
I forget that I'm different
I forget who I am

I forget too much I think

To forget is good

But not all forgetfulness is good

I forget that I need to love myself

Bad

I forget that I matter

Bad

I forget that I have a right to what I feel

Bad

I forget to put myself first
Sometimes good, sometimes bad
Life once used to be black or white
I forget how that was
Sometimes good, sometimes bad
Now, I'm somewhere in between

Frozen Smiles and Bleeding Hearts

The year was 2015, someone had just had their heart broken. And for that, the world stood still *applause*

Well, at least that's how the expression, "Frozen Smiles and Bleeding Hearts' was interpreted. In as much as the world revolves around relationships (yes, it certainly does), it's not always a man and woman thing. I mean, there are so many things that could pass as heart break barring a romantic relationship. 

1. I just missed out on eating my favourite flavour of ice cream, that's heart breaking.
2. Engrossed in a book and a favourite character's killed e.g, Dumbledore in Harry Potter, now that's really heart breaking. Should I go on?
3. Someone promises me money at a time I really do need it and *gasp*, it's a no deal. Hmm, this is more than a heartbreak I tell you.

So, why all these examples? Well, things ain't always the way they appear to be. Until black and/or white's been proven to be that, then, let there be gray areas until something else happens that makes that pale in comparison.

I realize that that expression,could mean so many things sha subject to the readers or hearers, so I forgive your false or not so false assumptions😛. In that case, just leave me with my frozen smile and bleeding heart.

Yours' in heartbreak, adniL.

Flawlessly Flawed

My flaws be my reminders
Reminders that I'm human
So I should rely less on myself
And even lesser on others

But to rely on He that is flawless

My flaws make me, me

I refuse to apologize for 'em

I refuse to hide 'em

I choose to flaunt 'em

How else would you recognize me

Without 'em?

Perfectly flawed

Flaws

My flaws na my reminders

Reminders say na human I be

So make I no rely on myself at all

And especially others

But to rely on Gyim wey stand gidigba

I once used to be ashamed of my perceived short comings. I remember not wearing sleeveless for a very long while because of a keloid I have on my arm. It took me a long while to accept it. But now, I forget it's even there. This is me embracing my flaws and flaunting them too. Go flaunt yours.

Frank Friday: Life & Family

"Family wounds are hardest to heal," I once read somewhere. The statement's so true. It hurts more when betrayed or wounded by people you hold dear. The same ones that are meant to have your back and to shield you from the very hurt they themselves are inflicting on you. You know where it gets funny? It's these set of people that don't even realize they're hurting you. I've been on both sides of the coin (both recipient and giver) so I should know. We toss words out casually and carelessly to our loved ones and are more careful with outsiders (most times), why? This post was to look at how we use our words but now...I'm kinda distracted and my heart's heavy. A lot of stuff ain't making sense to me so, I'll leave you with these:👇 Ciao.

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