I’ve been too scared to articulate my pain, I realized that I’ve literally scratched various surfaces in the hopes of finding solace, only to drown my thoughts in confusion.
“There are plenty more fish in the sea“ is a good thing to say to a child whose goldfish just died. Not to someone who thinks they just lost the love of their life.
Because I am just a moon And among you, Are many stars Shinning far brighter than I ever could In the midst of the brightest one I fall And stay away Until she leaves again Then I creep up with Rest… She even shines her light on me. What I did I do to deserveContinue reading “Moonchild”
Because a shoulder to lean is so much better than a chaotic tongue; eager to fix things, rather than hold a person who’s breaking with every breath, just praying to be held together.
As you feed it apologies which are not meant to be said and lust to men who are not worthy; men who do not require refuge but seek it for the sake of curiosity; seeking asylum in sacred parts of your body.
Fully aware that you pursue me in only in draped skies- Because I am born of light. When your own darkness consumes you And you don’t have the desire to be devoured anymore You knock on my door And like the fool that I am- I open With arms wide open And a mind filledContinue reading “Pursuit”
I don’t want to be constantly reminded that my skin is your least favourite colour
I came across this piece just now and I was completely unaware that I wrote it, until I was half way through. In those seconds, it dawned on me how unbelievablely easy it was for me to write about topics I had absolutely no idea of. Now, that I’m learning to be aware ofContinue reading “Throwback “
you’re not a bad person for the way you kill your sadness… Each pill dissolving on your tongue, the way you wished your pain would. But pain is not like people, you can’t just talk it away, And people aren’t simple, you cannot force them to stay. 99 pills at once, Like problems shoved down yourContinue reading “A Mile; In Suicidal Shoes”
I want you to wrap me in your arms, But I’m scared that I’m too broken for you to hold. – Kamogelo Mopai