Pretty in Pearls

As you know writing is a release for me, so, right now you're about to get allll of the heat.  I am motherfucking tired... I am tired of not speaking about what is going on in the world. I comment here and there and I have open conversations with the people around me but open conversations don't always capture the gravity of the pain that weighs so heavy on my chest. I don't speak about the fears that lie dormant inside of my soul. Dormant to you but very active and real to me.  I am tired of waking up everyday to another blow to my community, to my culture, to my people...the men and boys that look like my daddy, my husband, and my nephews. I have 6 nephews that can't even begin to imagine the danger they are in just because they were born black. Boys that I can't protect from everything the world will place at their feet.  I am tired of the fear and the sick feeling that I get in my stomach EVERY SINGLE TIME my husband leaves home without me. I am tired of