Growing up · Life · Love · poem · zindahotum

Tumultuous

Should I celebrate or mourn?

You left me all alone

To make way for a ‘nice’.

 

The layers have build up of the cast

It pains my heart to see the start

Of the happy, mesmerized life

I had asked for your love

Rejection is all you replied

Then came by a dream.

Everything I had asked for you in

Everything caring, everything frank

Perfect. He loves me with all his might.

 

Am so confused

Its like a roller coaster ride

I have been forced upon

 

I am so damaged n crippled

That a simple beam of sunlight makes me want to run away and hide

Goodness seems wrong. Everything wrong, right.

Acceptance is being so hard

Am fighting and avoiding with all my might.

 

All my energies, still craving for you

But you have already pushed me aside

I have nowhere to go but to the inviting light

Its calling my name all the while I am straining to hear a word from you

 

Oh nothing seems right

Nothing seems right

Swallow me inside n build a new me after the turmoil.

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