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Open for Business: Lips & Poetry

(Drive-Thru) Love
January 20, 2026 by
Open for Business: Lips & Poetry
Lips and Language

Relationship Rollercoaster

I'm stuck on a relationship rollercoaster 
Forever chasin those that don't want me 
Yet rejecting those that do 
With each beginning 
The ending remains the same 
Yur a cool person 
A great friend 
But somethings lackin 
To make the greater connection 
Greater transformation 
From friends 
To lovers 
And beyond 
With each fail I tack a nail in the box holdin all my love 
Love for another 
Who's not my father sister motha true friend or seed is stale 
I finally realized 
N devised a plan to keep my love secure 
When there's a cure for heartbreak jus lemme kno 
Jus lemme kno when its safe for real love to flow 
Or when yur man enough to see a real relationship grow 
I showed yu the type of woman I am 
Showed yu I'm the type of woman to stand by her man 
Showed yu everythin I could provide 
I mussa seemed too good to be true 
Yu ran up 
Grabbed my heart 
Broke it in two 
Then dipped tripped n trampled on my 
Emotions n self esteem 
Leavin me to ask questions Is it me? 
How could it be that I allowed myself to get caught up? 
I seem to be runnin a drive thru 
Open late 
Attractin the same kinda customers 
Through my gates
I'm a mcdonalds tryna be a montana's 
Tryna up my game an clientele 
But my addictive goodies and low standards keep em comin back for more 
N keep the same crowd knockin at my door 
Its a damn shame 
Got no more love running through these veins 
Got no more love fo all dese games 
Terrified of rejection 
And unwilling to seek a new truth 
I stay bounded 
An strapped on to this rollercoaster 
Taking me through the journeys of relationships 
No stops 
No release 
Travellin high speeds 
Screamin my lungs out 
Butterflies in my stomach 
As I drop 
Built up tension to the top 
What appears to be forever 
Was over within seconds 
Take deep breaths 
My heart races 
Then I open my eyes to see 
I'm right back where I started 
As much as I'm afraid of heights 
I keep comin on the same damn ride 
As much as I'm afraid of relationships 
I keep occupyin my time with the same type of guys 
Will I never learn?

 The cycles we entertain become the center of the pain

I had come to a place where the cycles just wouldn't stop and I realized that I was part of the problem. I allowed myself to be entertained, wooed and blind sided by different men with the same character. The only way to be released was if I stepped off the ride myself. I wanted to take my power back, the authority that I gave away so freely, and build myself back to the woman I knew I was supposed to be. I needed to step outside of confusion and disillusionment into clarity, and there I would be, finally able to see the patterns that kept me enslaved. This realization is what brought me the peace I finally got to step into. This piece was born from that pain. 


Reflection Prompt

What cycles have you been entertaining that no longer serve the woman you are becoming?

Where might clarity be asking you to step off the ride?

Lips and Poetry


This piece was originally performed as part of the Lips & Poetry series, where spoken word meets lived experience. The video features the process of lip design set to the audio of the poem, allowing the words to unfold alongside the art being created. Watch the original recording below to experience the rhythm, breath, and emotion that first carried these words, with the final design revealed at the end.

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