I see you in my dreams,
Your smile lures me to sleep,
And every time I feel nostalgic,
Of how much I miss you,
The distance between us grows,
I’m left standing alone,
Crumbling on my dreams,
Turning to dust as I crave,
Inching closer to your sweet skin,
Desperately hoping you’ll pull me close,
But with each passing second,
My dreams wither leaving me dry,
Yet I’m still hopeful you see that,
I’m in a puddle of murky waters,
So deep into my destruction.
I came out as broken glass,
And my pieces are sharp and cut,
Silence is my loudest cry, though my eyes are desert dry,
The pain in my eyes is invisible to the outside.
Everything is broken
My lungs can’t take air, my brain can’t take oxygen
Why do they have to degrade me? I walk around bruised and scarred.
Scared to exist.
I can’t sleep,
And my head stings like a bee,
With thoughts rushing,
In a mind full of uncertainty,
As I write this,
I’m lying in a tear soaked sheet,
Wondering if it will finally dawn on me,
I’ve played my sad songs playlist,
And God everything resonates with me,
I can’t help but feel heavy inside,
Why can’t I just sleep?
There was just us, in this lonely world,
These vast lands, a vast empire,
There were just your eyes, leading me as they shone brighter than the sun,
You lifted my anchors sunken below the ocean,
You lit my cold heart, and melted it’s frozen pieces,
You washed your warmth…
Ever been hit by existential crisis??
Well I have
As I was walking at luthuli avenue
I happened to meet my uncle and as usual,”what do you do nowadays?”
I scratched my head, “nothing uncle just the usual”
“Why can’t you find a job, you are a grown up, your…
Ever walked down the street,met people and wondered if they’re happy??
If they are okay?
Are their smiles real or fake ??
Is the guy seated on the bench across happy?
Society has made most of us fake smiles,crave for attention and affection,
Wake up, smile,clean up, dress,hold your head high,and carry on through the day,
It deprives us inner satisfaction ,
Like we don’t have to be strong always,
We don’t have to show how broken we are,
We become so immersed in outer satisfaction, how beautiful we are,how we dress,and mastering new fake smiles,
We have to fit in,
At some point,we always end up alone,
With only our thoughts,
Wandering lonely as a cloud that floats on high over hills and vales,
We don’t have to impress,
Just let it flow,
Be who you are,
Not who the society wants to see.