Troubled Waters

by Zee Reneé

This was the type of dick that had bitches boxing the other baby mama in their bonnet. The type where you let that nigga drop you off at work while he takes the car for the day. Yvette, I understand now. This dick was always a strong one hundred point three out ten, no Keith Lee. This shit was spectacular.

You matter. You are needed, my nigga. No disrespect but fuck your pops. You are here now. I bet that nigga never thought that there would be niggas like me that looked up to you. It’s so many niggas that love you out here Sauce. I’m one of them.”

The love and life we built was worth the Troubled Waters.

“Well never mind. It ain’t the outfit. Yall just make ugly kids. I thought the first lil’ nigga was ugly, but this one take the cake. Harle⁠—”

My best advice for people that are struggling is to hold on. I know what they did. I know how they hurt you. I know that person may have left you alone, but you’re here. You’re not your past. You’re not a failure nor a mistake. God got you. Wait and trust Him. Keep trusting. Keep fighting. Keep pushing. Know that you’re here for a purpose and on purpose. You got this. You are so strong. You. Are. Loved.

“Facts. I love you, you fake fit, bitch.”

Thank you for showing me that there is beauty on the other side of Troubled Waters.”