Forget about pain and pleasure
Forget about right and wrong
I know no difference
I haven’t had both
It’s like destiny is one hell of a monstrous dictator
Who chains and tortures his subjects
Till they grow numb; to pain or pleasure or affection
I have been here too long
And though it can’t pass for a home
It is all I know
So I’ll write some more
Fastened on anchor and cast in the sea depths
About life in apathy and lungs lifting chests for that gulp of air
About deafness of friends
And blindness of family
About emptiness within
About lies I’ve told to prove I’m just alright
Today I’ll change the script
I’ll write my own
Riddled with bitter truths
For he who needs direction
Must tell of his true destination
I’m broken, Lord, fix me
I’m lost, please find me
I’m worthless, create me anew
I’m lonely, be a friend
I’m not okay, but it’s all fine. I’m not okay but don’t tell me I’ll be fine.
I am broken, and I’m not asking you to mend me, just to help me find the part of me I lost. You’re the candle to illuminate my darkest hours.
Even a crooked stick can draw straight lines; it all depends on the hand that holds it.
Fireflies trek my mind no more, the poison within killed the antidote now my mind is a mouldy can of dead worms.
But this stench is all I know. This darkness is all I am.
You say depression is a creation of losers who’ll blame everything but themselves for their weaknesses.
You say depression a loser’s mind-set.
But you can’t judge a man until you’ve walked a mile in his moccasins.
Don’t tell me the cloud will be up for a while; you know nothing about missing the sun even when it shines.
Shoulders drooped in humiliation,
Tears streaked visage,
Backs bent with guilt,
Eyes frozen with fear,
You know nothing about the life I live
The battles I fight
The haunting past
A future I dread
You know nothing about the breathes that choke
So bask in the comfort of your privileges
And leave me alone
Yes, I said leave me alone
I’ve found home in this darkness
I punch this keyboard
Typing my woes
My pen has worn-out of penning my pain
It was three in the morning and I was still awake
There were lots disturbing my mind and all I needed was a break
So I turned on the lights picked up a pen and penned my pain on a page
Doing all this in a bid to find where I had made a mistake coz things weren’t right
But I didn’t know why?
How could I fail to get all I sought?
I sought revenge and I got regrets
I sought fame and I got shame
I sought love and I got hate
I sought peace and they broke my front teeth
I have suffered but now I know where I made the mistake…
I never appreciated the power of words!
I need no specs to see you are vexed
I need no crown to make you smile and clear that frown off your face
I need no spiritual supernova to remind you that God knows your pain
I need no watch to know it isn’t the right time to apportion Blames
I need no fire extinguisher to save your faith getting lost in flames
I need no vector to put you back on the right path
I need no calculations to know what you are worth
I need no hands to hold your crumbling world
I need no therapy to soothe your breaking heart
I need words to retrieve your faith from the flames
I need words to help you see what lies beneath the pain
I need words to make your heart whole again
I need words to tell you are worth more than diamonds
I need words to straighten your twisted future
I need words to pick your shattered dreams from the paths tread by losers
I need words, I need words for the bible tells me my tongue has the power to speak life into your dead soul
I need words, I need words,….Ooo the power of words.. Never underestimate the power of words