Lucid Dreams

by Ladii Nesha

Confidence starts within. Even if you had a big ass, you’d still be looking at the next bitch trying to compare yourself. Nah, not me. I don’t give a fuck if I’m walking around this bitch looking like Calliou. I’m the baddest bald-headed bitch in every room I walk in,”

“You are. You’re like an Egyptian god, but you’re so sad. If you were mine, I’d pray over you and deliver you from those demons,” she mumbled. “I’d make you feel safe, and I’d protect you from whatever has you in a chokehold.”

“Follow your first mind,” Sir preached, taking a sip of his gin. “Your first mind is always right; anything after that is doubt.”

Even though he wasn’t sh!t, their father was speaking some truth!

“I’m saying listen to your body. If it doesn’t feel right, it’s not. There’s no need to talk it out with anyone. That small talk bullshit leaves room for persuasion. Energy is everything. If it doesn’t feel good, it’s not.”

“Move in silence. The fuck you look like telling another man your every move,” Sir preached. “Always let a muthafucka think they have one up on you. In time everything presents itself. A wolf can only wear sheep clothing for so long.”

“Nigga, I was yours the minute you tongued kissed my ass,” she winked.

“Bihhh, this man brought me and my son on a private jet and is taking us on a yacht. He gave me his card and spent a few bands on us in the city. I'm about to get filthy.”

“Because you have me questioning everything I thought I knew. I feel so connected to you and these feelings have me wanting to give you the world. I want to show you there are still good things on earth. I want to protect you and kiss every scar on your body until your heart heals. I want to pray over you and help you fight all the demons that keep you from sleeping. I want to be your peace.”