I am full.
Of me.
Blessed.
Free.
And.
Grateful.
Free calls
With Africell
Customer care
On flight mode
Up in the air
Do I care?
Some days,
I forget who I am
I can’t see the light
I am lost from within
I look around
It’s dark and vast
Everyone is gone
Nothing lasts
My loving eyes,
My soft touches,
My strong, solid anchor,
Once outsourced. . .
I am left with nothing but rancor
Toss and cheers to alcohol
I understand now that I'm misunderstood
You don't understand me
So let me explain:
I thought that in time what was bad would turn good
I love you from the centre of my heart
From where the blood gurgles in its search for oxygen
I breathe you into my soul for healing each time my heart threatens to hurt.
Aware of my victim hood
Forged in childhood
Perfected in adulthood
Into nationhood
I am in the hood
For the chicken, poddles, and noddles
Miscommunication
Retaliation
Resignation
Obligation
But to what,
Sensation?
I trusted love
I dated lies
I kissed romance
And hated you
Followed my course
Leaned in
Reached out
Got back on that wench
Sit on the bench
And drove a Benz
Now I falter
Confused
I refused
The news
Don’t know where I’m
What’s been the purpose?
What was the lesson in that?
Heartbreak
Lies
Cheating
Sex
And romance.
Is that all?
Every truth I believed that this world had to offer
I question entirely
I’ve filled up my pockets
With theory and rationale
Gleaned from my process
It’s dissolved into nothing,
I’m empty.
You never loved me.
You love the money,
The fame,
And the cars.
