A Savage In My Bed
A Savage In My Bed
A Savage In My Bed
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A Savage In My Bed

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“Every tub gotta set on its bottom.” -Aunt Sweetie

Addicted to love in all the wrong places, She thought being submissive was part of her greatness.
Being led by leaders with no sense of direction destined to fall in a pit of self-destruction
In all reality, life was more of a fantasy a lust for love. A sickness where the past leave you scarred deep within to believe abuse is normal and the abuser is your only friend.
Blindsided by what’s thought to be love or what love should be like… hmm a major tragedy.
A lesson to be learned in good and bad times never lose identity of self to the gratification of another.
She decided enough was enough, to stop being led by the blind with no sense of direction how can you be great, when it’s the blind leading the blind.
So, it’s now time to Let Go and Let God
So, the skies are the limits, and the past has been put behind no longer held captive for she is the Eagle with the keen set of eyes.
Like a bird whose left her nest she now must learn to fly for she has been set free and must determine her own destiny.
Free to roam to find oneself be it danger ahead good or bad this time she steps out on faith for self, her mind no longer fears man.
A heart that’s now unattached to control, infatuation, lies, heartaches and pain all at the hands of the opposite sex.
A powerful woman she’s now madly in love with this woman she never knew truly existed, yet she was there the entire time.
Unattached from negativity now attached to positivity savoring every bittersweet taste
Unattached and given sight now she can see an appreciate her God given gift of unconditional love is so much greatness.
A Nubian Queen is who she be and as she admires herself face to face in the mirror with a royal smile, “I am proud of this Queen for this Queen is me.”
I found my true identity once I became unattached, I am you and you are me.
-Ms. Dorothy (Poet & Author)