Tuesday, 25 February 2014

STUMBLING IN MY SHOES

This is a time in life that I ask myself what am I really living for??

DEAR LETTER TO BE READ BY YOU AS ME..............
I write this letter in pain, tired of being used and bond by laws that lead to death.
 Repenting, changing my ways of serving my stomach and negative thoughts that lingers every day.
 Crying to God asking him to set me free seems like a rhyme that rhymes in vain, knowing that eventually I will have to pay with my life.
Choosing what seemed to be a solution hence knowing the results is doom..., harsh as it sounds but can’t run away from the really truth of a momentum solution to hell.

Truth be told we all think its an easy way out or get over your problems in life>>> scratch that,they are not problems they are challenges for we are able to overcome them just that our minds are over shadowed by emotions of failure and things not happening. eish!!!!! Is what you will say and I will be here waiting to hear you say I did it but I am giving it up.!!!!!

READ IT WELL WITH YOUR MIND IN IT

MISCARRIED BUT BORN CONTINUES.................

Im in pain no matter how much i laugh, its so hard to explain this on words
All i know is that mommy ran and left me to die a slow painful death, death of the heart
Putting on a strong face for his sake is all i could do
Unspoken words of my heart on paper, lesson learnt and still learning
Feeling like im in the middle age crisis as young as i am
Turning 20 years seemed too hard to sustain
being tempted to go astray but him in thoughts keeps bringing me back
Philosophy as they call it, but hear me now
As hard as the earth was created, circle it became
no imperfections although tough to live in
Broken dreams and life is what you find here
Categorize me in the one of broken dreams, family destroyed
Listening to Zahara singing Phendula hence still not believing that he would

Tuesday, 18 February 2014

MISCARRIED BUT BORN

I'm troubled in mind, my soul is threatened by suicide. God knows hard I'm trying.
Hearing that killed my appetite of food..........
Killed my appetite of life, tried to explain to him he was to busy to listen
I'm tempted around......., NO! I say confidently
Walking around with heels and me being beautified is all I have nothing more
Why did she leave me to survive all alone in this world
Did she know the future then chose to run
She gave up on us before time, seven years ago
December 2013 is approaching, eight weeks is all that's left
I wonder how will I get through that month
I confess I'm distressed, dead in heart
No matter how hard I try to laugh, talk during the day
Night time comes and reminds me of failures in life
Strong face I show but truth I'm weak
If only I knew Dad would run while I'm still born, if only I knew Mother would run while I'm in adolescence stage
I would have ran while I was only two weeks in mom's womb
Spared her some pain
Miscarriage was the only solution to this pain.........will continue!!!!

Tuesday, 11 February 2014

In Our Shoes

 
We Cannot be afraid of change. You may feel very secure in the pond that you are in, but if you never venture out of it, you will never know that there is such a thing as an ocean, a sea. Holding onto something that is good for you, now may be very reason why you dont have something better.
 
Yelling at living things does tend to kill the spirit in them. Sticks and stones may break our bones, but words will break our hearts.



What can love make one do

 
 
The sound of your voice makes me feel like sweet music ringing in my ears. Love is somthing that I have always searched for and never found and just when I had given up the search I found you. Your love made me realize what all I had been truly missing and now that you are mine I know that there is nothing in the world that we cannot together achieve.
 
 
I love you from the bottom of my heart and the care of my being missing you alot,hope you taking care of yourself.


 
Yours only
 
Better half


In our shoes (me to you)

Lying on my bed steering at my pink walls
Counted ever assets in the room and thinking you would call.
I waited for your call until impatient embraced me
Allowed my eyes to close giving up...................
Suddenly you called>> fear embraced my heart.
Ring ring.........it rang...ring ring........ it rang again, i answered  hello!!
Your whispering voice is what i feared to hear
Your voice made it all OK when it was not
Your assent of Rush perfume lingered in my room>>>>you became a ma-rash , being there but not there
I knew that you where mine at that moment.
Your gentle as your voice>>> could here you say Milady
Not there but there through phone, technology but my heart still beat even though you are unseen
I'm your woman as you say......you are all mine i say si
So hear me well we in this together............our shoes