We all want someone we can rely on, a partner, a lover who we can share our lives with. Somehow, being loyal appears to have become synonymous with taking shit . Has our modern way of life turned loyalty into self-sacrifice? I think, over time we have accepted doing the least, letting things slide and just half-assing relationships as the new normal.
I too have been guilty of giving my all for what I perceived to be real love. I remember being awake several nights ruminating; surely this was not what fairy tales are made of. I do believe that relationships require some form of compromise or minor sacrifice. However, if your significant other should never leave your soul feeling gutted. Some start off so sweetly and when it all ends they are the one holding the knife. Et Tu Brute?
As you look into the eyes of your once fascinating lover and wonder when did this magnificent creature become a beast? My poor deluded heart. Ugh . The jokes I could tell you about my past loves would seriously leave you deceased but let us not go there. Just thank the heavens we eventually wake up from the lust induced stupor.
What exactly do you gain from giving your all to a self-centered twit who cares nothing for you or your feelings? Your time is way too valuable. Just watch how quickly they will move on if you let them go.Stop treating yourself like a charity. Let your output match the input. After all, charitable work does result in good feelings.If you find yourself bitching constantly about how they do you wrong and how your effort is not being matched then take the advice of that Usher song and Just Let It Burn. No, I don’t mean setting their stuff on fire, although oddly enough that could be quite therapeutic.
Love should never leave you feeling hollow. Are you trading your loyalty for feeling broken, worthless and so distorted that you look in the mirror and wonder who is that weak bitch looking back at you? Is losing yourself really worth the illusion of companionship?
I am not strictly speaking of romantic relationships. Anyone who does not have your best interest at heart does not deserve your loyalty. I am speaking from experience; take my foolish advice and shower yourself with love. Be loyal to yourself first, you deserve nothing but the best. Do not tolerate anyone that openly disrespects you, shatters your inner peace and leaves your spirit tattered and torn all for the sake of loyalty.
Why was the forbidden always so enticing? Trying to obey the rules The tension was mounting Being good was becoming a chore One sip from the cup of temptation left her yearning Consumed by the ardent flames of desire She would succumb to the lure of his unmistakable presence Passion erupted, she savoured the intoxicating taste of sin A good girl went rogue No turning back An unforgettable ride The perfect mix of heaven and hell Copyright Tachira Wiltshire
She had grown accustomed to the pretence Blurred Lines Lies or Reality? Haunted by cloaked figures of the past Suffering in silence Afraid to share her story Confusion, chaos mixed with inner turmoil A volatile cocktail Duality, A life veiled in secrecy Demons, her secret lovers she caressed and cursed them simultaneously Keep it together, don’t lose your shit She muttered to herself repeatedly Pain erupted, leaving her hopelessly numb Fearing rejection, at odds with her state of vulnerability Copyright Tachira Wiltshire
Nothing is ever really as it seems in life Most of the time we have selective sight People will enter your life as innocent as ever, with cruel intentions, unpredictable just like the weather Detecting fraud is never a straightforward task Narcissists and damaged individuals often are quite skilled at pretending that they are a Godsend Eventually like parasites they eat away at your core, mess with your mind If you do not escape them, they will eventually break you Strip you down, make you doubt your value People are complex beings like Forest Gump said you never know what you are getting Words become cheap perfume overpowering and quite deceiving The key is to remain your sweet self throughout life Don’t let the circumstances leave you seething Take the lessons, repair the wounds Better, not bitter, start on your journey of healing
Comparisons are groundless Left behind, trying to play catch up with others will distort your view and play with your mind Basing your assessment on pretty pictures You don’t know the half of their life story A smile can hide so much pain, turmoil, self-loathing and misery You may feel small, insignificant, incapable of achieving anything Forget about running the race There is no competition, move at your own pace Nothing is quite as important as peace of mind Look in the mirror say ”I Love you ” You are exceptional, a limited edition, beautiful in your own right A flawesome masterpiece the world needs you to share your light Copyright Tachira Wiltshire
Never a fan of the timid approach Ferocious in the pursuit of all her goals Wild at heart, no one could ever tame her Determined to leave a big bold stamp on life She dreamed of the best, manifesting the mediocre would never suffice Outlandish, resolute she would not be thwarted She laughed at those who tried to mould her into their own image Celebrating herself was a right, not a privilege Hers was a world painted fluorescent with imagination and creativity No boxes existed no space for negativity She was a queen sitting on her self-made throne The lioness conquers she does fear roaming on her own Copyright Tachira Wiltshire
Thoughts become things So what do you believe in? Do you listen to that little nag in your head that whispers ”you can’t do it ” You should be your most fervent cheerleader, immerse yourself in positivity Never let tiny missteps, discouragements limit your possibilities You have all the tools engrained in your DNA to overcome any calamity Just look around, tiny miracles transpire and surround you every day Accompanied by an intangible force, an inescapable essence Celebrate your blessings, shift your focus from your problems Be confident and believe that everything is going your way Copyright Tachira Wiltshire
Nip tucked Photoshopped Airbrushed No room for imperfections in this life A glossed over magazine cover Superficial, so consumed with the outer realm Conceited, self-absorbed, an attention whore A poisoned apple, beautiful and tasty on the outside Inside, rotten to the core. Copyright Tachira Wiltshire
Lights off This heart is now vacant One too many heart breaks Far too many lies What once was elastic is now rigid, cold No bouncing back from this one They say let the fractures heal Maybe then she could learn how to love and not feel Hollow, a dull ache in her chest She could not bear to give her all to another disappointment The foolish heart never seems to learn the lessons She swore this was the last time, enough with the pain In love with love, silly girl A repeat performer, sooner or later she would do it all again. Copyright Tachira Wiltshire