blackqueenchronicles
THE WOUND THAT TAUGHT ME SILENCE
There is a stillness in my spirit,
A quiet that asks me to pause.
My mind reflects on where I have been
While trying to understand where I am going.
COME PLAY WITH ME
There’s an ease between us, something sure in the way he approaches. I let the moment draw us in
UNMUTED
Silence taught me survival, but it never felt like home.
This is the sound of my voice remembering its power.
ECHOES OF A CHILD
The echoes of a girl who held storms she never should have been asked to weather.
UNMASKED
There’s a moment when the layers fall away —
when the truth steps forward without apology,
and I finally meet myself without the performance.
WHEN I FINALLY MET MYSELF
There is a stillness in my spirit,
A quiet that asks me to pause.
My mind reflects on where I have been
While trying to understand where I am going.
THE MIRROR SPEAKS
There is a stillness in my spirit,
A quiet that asks me to pause.
My mind reflects on where I have been
While trying to understand where I am going.
REFLECTIONS IN THE MIRROR
There is a stillness in my spirit,
A quiet that asks me to pause.
My mind reflects on where I have been
While trying to understand where I am going.
HELD IN THE MIRROR
A moment of truth where the mirror doesn’t just reflect me — it holds me still. Here, I face the woman I’ve avoided and the one I’ve quietly grown into, both waiting for my honesty.