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.

 
 
 
 
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