LaKisha Jeter
Bio
I'm just a woman who loves to put words onto her canvas...
Stories (3/0)
Stolen Ecstasy
I wanted his lips... soft, yet firm. They were always moist against mine. The moment his touched mine, I felt the urge to tighten my fingers around his hair. I pulled him in closer...his body on top of mine. I felt him grow harder against my skin. I wanted more than his lips now. I wanted him deep inside of me.
By LaKisha Jeter6 years ago in Filthy
The Day My Heart Broke
"No one... No parent should ever have to bury their child." I've heard this statement throughout my life. Never knowing that I would have a true understanding of that phrase. Yes, I had to endure that dull ache in my heart that will forever be embedded there. It didn't seem fair, it still doesn't. How can someone only experience 5 years on this Earth? How could God do this? It just seemed cruel. I had so much anger in my heart at that time. I was confused, I was scared, I was lost in my own mind. My days were full of darkness. How was I to tell my other children that their sister would not be coming home? How could I make them understand when I didn't even understand it myself? God, why would you leave me with this task of breaking their hearts? God, how could you take my baby from me??
By LaKisha Jeter6 years ago in Families