Scars

Scars

She couldn’t see my scars from across the bar

All she saw was a (silhouette of a perfect frame)

She didn’t know about the internal pain

The years of rain

All she saw was my smile

 

The same smile that I hid for so many years

That gorgeous smile that has hidden so many tears

When she glanced at my face

There’s no way that she could have seen the dried up tears

From months of crying about my fears

During the turbulent years that I spent laying

Before the throne of grace

Seeking His face

But at the same time praying that He would

Erase

My Face

From the face of this earth

She doesn’t know about the hurt

Or the cuts on my right thigh

When she looks into my eyes

All she sees is beauty

 

She can’t hear the screaming sounds of my soul

Or the scattered, shattered pieces of my heart

That the last chic stole

She doesn’t understand how my heart can be so cold

My Persona so Bold

Yet inside I’m empty, never to be whole

 

She can’t handle the silent tears

That I cry deep into the night

She couldn’t imagine the internal fight

All she sees is the finished product

Of years of hell

Not the fragments of the empty shell

That I used to be

When she looks at me she sees the

New and Improved Tree

She sees perfection

Something that I’ll never be

But I love my imperfections

Because they make me

Uniquely Me

 

Treesie Zachary, 2016

Intro to the Madness

Sooooooooooo my name is Tree, I'll spare you the details of my government name because that's irrelevant unless you're about to cut me a check. I've been blogging/live journaling since the good old days of College Club and Black Planet when the internet first took over our lives. I'm sure that if you searched hard enough via google, bing, or yahoo that you could easily find all of my old  blogs from the early 2000's, but that's not why you're here!!


You're here, one because you're nosy, and two because, I'm freaking awesome. I realize that I have many gifts to share with "The Universe" and I haven't been doing my part with remaining faithful to my call to encourage and empower others.


There are two distinct facets of my personality. There is the professional intellectual and the down right ignorant, whatever comes up comes out, "ratchet" side. You'll get a little bit of both of them here. I'll be blogging on current events, sharing my poetry, and just discussing the various bullshit that occurs in my everyday life. I'm looking forward to this journey, I'm sure those of you who join me will as well!!


Treesie Z.