Nichole Nichole Deals with Reality Poetry Blog

Bohemian Vibe Conform, Not to this world of straight lace and tight faces. Explore my words like Jean Baptiste explored Chicago, Try to...

Funeral Oh, my funeral What a sight so sad and strange. With friends and lovers And mad beautiful family When it ends, my soul anxious.

A child with no direction Nothing to smile about Depression is the norm No one cared until the pill was popped, the blunt was rolled...

A Beautiful Day! A beautiful day to Love yourself! A beautiful day to Embrace the moment! A beautiful day Consumed of LOVE and FREE WILL!

Vision can become cloudy and blurry Too many thoughts confuse the process Which can be a mess Therefore, one will digress Try to focus...

Are you just going to be going, like at 100 miles per hour? What are you trying to prove? What are you trying to do? You’re crashing into...

The day the thunder stopped, Silence filled the streets but only for a moment. Curiosity and Self-worth exploded through the door The day...

Fall the well-tempered child...going with the flow. Never boiling over like Summer. Never turning frigid like Winter. Never indecisive...

After hearing the voicemail from some woman named Samantha, I'm Hurt. I had to sit and think when did the man have time to romance...

The Power of Genuine Friendship Friends, how do we become friends? How do we align? So well connected and we don't even share the same...

I stayed in my car that day and Saved Myself You tore me apart mentally, emotionally and physically, I laid in that hospital bed for 3...

"Making others laugh is what keeps him sane and holding onto life".

Every day I must stand up for myself, I must protect myself because no one else does. Every day I take bus 309 to middle school AKA my...

Spring is approaching, a lovely time of year, like apple sauce where it can be slightly colder than room temperature or not too hot but...

Bad Boy I love you bad boy Dangerous infatuation Knowing I should leave Free Free, fun and loving Freaky, fascinating girl Fresh to the...

When your home is your prison. When you are told what to eat, what to wear, and how to feel. You are a prisoner mentally and...

I don't have a job.... teardrop I don't have a car.... teardrop I don't have a place to live... two teardrops I don't have self...

Being a child, we want both parents by our side and in our life. Even as a parent you have to admit sometimes it crosses your mind and...

My stomach is in knots but here I go... Blue suit out the cleaners. My new shoes just adds to my smart Demeanor. Resume refreshed and up...