I’d like to think that there is a method to my madness.
I’m currently at a crossroads surrounded by bottomless pits.
All my life I have prayed for the right way but I forgot to ask how to choose.
The ditches I dug for myself have provided solace in a world filled with disappointments. I was told I am the keeper of my own magic;
Read MoreA longing that cannot be explained
A free man that finds pleasure in being detained.
Unchained from my limits my heart cries within.
The will to become something, the will to win
Read MoreI heard your cries before the pain appeared.
I wiped your tears before the fear came.
My soul was troubled at the thought of the news.
Didn’t know what to make of it, I thought it was the writing blues.
Read MoreAs I sit and think about what are the right words to say
I realize my words may fail so I’ll leave those for a rainy day.
When I first met him he oozed with confidence.
The type of guy that will make you drop everything and just walk with him.
Read MoreThe possibilities are endless to be or not be.
I must trust in the power, a power greater than me.
Is it about me?
No… that life is not for me.
Read MoreThis is where I come to terms with my mortality.
Where my conscience becomes relevant
And my actions judged by truth morality.
Living in the shadows.
Read MoreHuman rights!
A luxury only for those who can afford it.
For those who can’t they are given a form that denies their very right to eat bread.
Necessities denied because of our ambition to provide for ourselves.
Read MoreI am so sick of mediocre living;
My eyes have been open but I haven’t been really seeing.
My ears attentive but I haven’t been really hearing.
Read MoreBlow Whistle
This is the sound that is heard before the barrage of gunfire.
Courage means zip zero when the war begins to rage hotter than Hell’s fire.
As the smoke and cries of distress begin to submerge
Read MoreYour love eludes me like a good night’s rest.
I gave you my heart and you gave it back to me.
A mess I was, told never to love anyone more than I love myself.
It seems I slept through the lesson because here I am in the same predicament again.
Read MoreLike the waves that crash upon the seashore
So your love consumes me.
Eroding all of my false pretences to expose the true nature of my heart
As your grace gently subsides.
Read MoreI am dying a slow death
Feels like I’m being buried alive.
Who I am I don’t know yet.
Someone help me wipe these tears from my eyes
I am dying a slow death.
Read MoreI will show my best even if it’s at my worst.
I know nothing else.
My lashing out is me, my loving tendencies is me.
My good times and bad times is me.
Read MoreDear God,
I am made to wonder where the true beauty of man lies.
Is it in the nice attire, or the beautifully adorn makeup.
This true beauty lies with our inner most being.
Read MoreThe lights go out and my nerves go too.
This has been the case for as long as I can remember.
My memory is long and stands as strong as timber.
In the darkness lurk those things that make my soul churn fear.
Read MoreLet me write down my life and then maybe you can understand.
Let me write down my troubles and maybe then you can hold my hand.
There are nights I can’t remember because it was so bad.
Those nights I needed you to protect me I needed my dad.
Read MoreWe will rise again.
Look for us on the shores of life;
We are the ones rowing for our lives.
We have endure the hardship of stormy nights.
Read MoreNo one knows the depths from which great ones rise,
We are only adept to understand that which stands before our eyes.
Our judgement is skewed by the notions of the majority.
We have become desensitized to the (?) of purity.
Read MoreHow can the same one commissioned to bring freedom be the same one to extend bondage?
The ones entrusted to heal the sick and comfort the hurting are responsible for creating the cries for help.
Understanding who we are can prove to be a strenuous task.
Read MoreBeauty is in the eyes of the beholder.
Looking in the mirror I stare much harder.
Inspired by a Somalian poet I put pen to this blank page,
I have tried to be of woman of peace but in me a war rages.
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