Vision 20/20

I woke up one morning
Vision more clearer than usual.
No obstructions, or sticky eye gunk
I can see as clearly as Stevie do.

Wonder what took so long
to see you weren’t worth shit?
My eyes were open wide shut
Because all the signs were there
but I still failed to see it.

I hate being blinded by love
Whatever that word means anyway…
Instead of adding value to my life
Your disruption took all the value away.

Imagine investing in someone so much
You compromise who you are.
Losing sight of all you stand for,
Just for them to fuck over your heart.

For way too long I had sight,
But I lacked clear vision.
The truth confronted me face-to-face
I just didn’t want to believe it.

You were a lying, manipulative…
King of Deceit.
Even kept a straight face
When I hit you with receipts.

I would pour into you
even when my vessel was empty.
Neglected my own needs by putting you first
just for you to in turn disrespect me.

Ate up all the lies you fed my soul…
Because my heart was hungry.
But now that reality is back in focus
I wasn’t starving… just lonely.

All you ever did was take from me…
You never did give.
Even took my kindness for granted
But that bitch Karma is real.

On the surface and to the naked eye
Your intentions appear to be pure.
But as each layer of you is exposed,
You’re about as real as faux fur.

Just as fog fills up the night sky,
Your presence clouded my judgement.
It’s crazy how niggas will look you dead in the face
And still swear they did nothing.

I would pray for perfect vision,
Now I see crystal clear.
I can see through you to the person inside of you
That you probably fear.

Too afraid to step up.
Too content to level up.
Refuse to be held accountable for your actions
Your whole thought process is fucked up.

So farewell to all the pain you caused
Come in Clarity and have a seat.
I’ve been waiting on you and you’re right on time
Truth hurts but I’m glad we get to meet.

Sis… look into the mirror
Sis please tell me what you see…
Sis reflected on all that she had lost and gained
She won by losing you,
Sis is me.

I am a phenomenal woman
Girl, wipe them tears and adjust your crown.
No more making you a priority in my life,
Or begging you to hold a girl down.

My new 2020 vision
Allows me to see straight into your heart.
Made me feel guilty for shit you’re actually guilty of
Manipulation is the devil’s art.

I thank God for opening my eyes
and exposing your soul.
Seems like you’re winning now
But it’s only a matter of time
before you reap what you sow.

Copyright © 2020 LaToya White. All Rights Reserved.

She is Sick and Tired…

She is sick and tired of attracting guys
who don’t understand her worth.
The kind who fill her heart up with empty lies
Because all they really want is to get up her skirt.

She is sick and tired of dealing with men
who expect her to be their mother.
Want her to cook, clean and buy him nice things
Just so that he can move on to another sucker.

She is sick and tired of men who claim to love her
As he undresses her with his eyes.
Guys who tell her what he thinks she wants to hear
So he can get in between her thighs.

She is sick and tired of meeting guys
Who have nothing to offer but hidden agendas.
They pretend to care just to win her trust
Then switch up faster than them lies could hit you.

She is sick and tired of the lying and cheating
Are most men really this full of games?
If you don’t want her, then just move around
Because the lies you tell are super lame.

She is sick and tired of you manipulative niggas
The kind who play mind games for a living.
Have her questioning herself, acting like you are the victim
Because you are a master at the art of deception.

She is sick and tired of accepting less than she deserves
Because they say her requirements are unreasonable.
Tryna give you unqualified niggas a chance
She lost faith in ever finding a real one.

Copyright © 2019 LaToya White. All Rights Reserved.

No Text Back

Nigga must be homeless
because I told you to text me when you got home.
Got me worried about your dusty ass
As I’m staring at this phone.

I wrote you a heartfelt paragraph
Thinking that maybe you went straight to bed
But now I’m pissed the fuck off
Because 10 minutes ago you were active on Facebook but left me on read.

Although my intuition tells me otherwise
I trust most of what you say.
There’s no need for lies, we’re too old for games
But you test my intelligence everyday.

1… 2… 3… days pass by before I hear from you.
Nigga you wasn’t sleep, you must have been dead.
I’m glad to see that you are back to life
Now, it’s my turn to leave yo’ ass on read.

Keep that same energy when you need me
And I hit you with that no text back.
When you late night creeping I’ma pretend to be sleeping
We gone see how much you like that.

I know how closely you hold that phone when we’re together
So, save the excuses for your mama.
It’s clear that you ain’t ready for a good woman
Because you are so in love with drama.

What’s the lie today?
“I fell asleep” or is it “I forgot to press send”?
“Baby, you know I don’t get service in here”
“I never got the text…please send it again”

You didn’t text back but I got your message,
You were very loud and clear.
That no text back meant fuck my feelings
That’s why today love don’t live here.

Candy Liquor

I am your candy land
You are the candy licker
Spread my lips open wide,
Sip on some candy liquor.

Sweet smells so intoxicating
Every drip, drippity drop.
Keep sipping on my spirits
Top shelf, or on the rocks.

There are the kind that melt instantly
and trickle down with one touch.
Flavors explode on your tongue
So sweet you can’t get enough.

You’re “drunk in love” off my body
Proof that you’re under the influence of me.
Welcome to my candy shop
Where satisfaction is guaranteed.

Stimulate my mind and soul
Fulfill every craving.
Serve me cocktails on a silver platter,
Liquid courage…so no faking.

The world is your candy store,
filled with lots of treats.
Syrupy caramel, French vanilla,
Chocolate covered cherry sweets.

But your preferred flavor is mine
I’m the sweetest of all.
You’re addicted to me
Come taste my Candy Liquor.

Worth the Wait

I have been living that single life for oh so long
praying that one day God simply sends me the one.
A man
who has been handcrafted by the Master himself,
And not just any old measly one.


“…his heart beat is in sync to the rhythm of mine
When we connect, the world can feel our love flow.”

Every vein in his body is so intricately woven
from his head down to his toes.
And his heart beat is in sync to the rhythm of mine
When we connect, the world can feel our love flow.

He is strong enough to lead his family,
Yet gentle with his love.
I am the only woman who exists to him
To this one man, I am his world.

There are no questions or second guessing his intentions with me.
There are no stipulations attached to his heart.
He knows that cheating on me is actually cheating himself,
So cherishing me is his top priority
Yeah…That part!

He will love me when the ocean waters are at peace,
But hold me closer during winter storms.
After he has seen the best and worst versions of me,
He will choose both, because without me he’s torn.

For too long, I gave the wrong guys that “wifey treatment.”
I guess I thought that love could be taught.
Was always coming up with creative ways to please those niggas
But in their life, I was merely an afterthought.

Too many women try to make the wrong men fit
onto the perfect mural they’re painting…
Girl, trust me, being single is worth the wait.
Until God sends you that guy
who appreciates everything the others took for granted,
Take your own self out on that date.

© 2019 | @MsToyaMichelle

Soul Ties

Ladies, have you ever found yourself running back to that guy that you know is not good for you because you just can’t stay away from him? …Still clinging on to that relationship when you know deep down inside he doesn’t truly love you, but you just love the way he makes you feel. He probably outright mistreats you, but you deal with it anyways because you would rather have a piece of a man, than no man at all. Or maybe you don’t actually run back to him every time but instead, you scroll through your ex’s Instagram page as you try to convince yourself that you are “so glad you’re over him…”

I have been hearing a lot about soul ties lately, and I am here to tell you that those ties are definitely real. So, this week’s post is my little spiel on the topic.

For those of you who don’t know what a soul tie is, it stems from the idea that when two people engage in sexual intercourse, their souls unite and their flesh becomes one. In a healthy marriage, when the souls of the man and woman unite during sex, positive energies are transferred and it draws the two of them closer together. However, we all know that everyone who lays down to have sex is not married and positive energies are not always transferred during the act either. I am sure that you know someone who simply has sex for fun like it’s their favorite hobby. That person could care less about drawing closer to or building a connection with the other person.

Recently, the gospel singer, Erica Campbell, posted a meme to her Instagram page that read, “Condoms will not protect you from Spiritually Transmitted Demons” causing a lot of folks to look within themselves.

“Condoms will not protect you from Spiritually Transmitted Demons.”

I know when I initially read her post, I thought about how some of us are literally sleeping with the Devil. We are falling in love with lies…and are giving in to the lusts and desires of the flesh. We are connecting with men in the most intimate way possible by giving them the goodies without requiring them to commit to us. Sex is deeper than a simple physical act–it is also an emotional and spiritual act as well. Therefore, when she went on to say that
“connection without commitment is confusing to the heart,” I felt that deep down in my soul.

I can only speak from experience and tell you my own truth. My truth is that I have connected with a guy in the past on an intimate level without requiring him to commit to me. I would engage in casual sex here and there where the only goal was to please the flesh. What I didn’t know was that an emotional bond was being created whether I wanted it or not, and I found myself wanting more from the guy even though those weren’t the original rules. Instead of feeling a sense of satisfaction, I would often feel empty, sad, used and confused. But I still went back to him hoping that he would fall in love with me if I gave him more of me. I thought about him constantly and asked myself daily what could I do to make him love me like I wanted him to. An unhealthy soul tie had been formed and this is the cycle I repeated for many years.

“God is not the author of confusion, but of peace.” (1 Cor. 14:33) Even though I knew that the relationship wasn’t healthy, I could not turn off my feelings and separate myself from this guy. My feelings were telling me one thing, and my spirit was telling me something totally different. I definitely was not experiencing peace on the inside because I was not living in accordance to the will of God. Even though I knew better, I still chose to do my own thing.

Some of you are probably like me and didn’t even realize you had any unhealthy soul-ties until recently. Maybe you were left with that empty, confused feeling in certain relationships but you didn’t have a name to attach to it. Either way, it is important that these soul-ties are broken because they keep us from being able to move forward in life and in other relationships.

What are your thoughts on soul ties? Have you experienced any of your own that you struggled to get over?