Friday, April 4, 2014


I had to stand in the mirror to confirm if I was really.. Me,
For I've been named sasha in a world that's so fierce,
To tell you the truth,
I have lied in a court that actually proved my innocence.
But I still found myself locked behind the metalluic door - conscience....

I am not ready to see myself,
Let alone face the world,
My mind is a battle field,
Thoughts that keep shooting bullets,
Hiting where it hurts most.
The demons have come out to play,
This time they are loaded with ammunition,
that's worse than a nuclear weapon,
Free me from this prison,
Free me from this invisible prison,
Pour the blood of Jesus on me,
Free me from this mental slavery.

They don't try to be me,
I try to be them,
I cry for i can't beat them but join them,
Cocooned in a lions den and my name ain't Daniel,
Must i eat their fun,
but choke in pain,
Mental i may be but they are out and i am insane,
I wore a dress to feel like a woman,
But i just needed to man up,
Water fell my love for you through the valley of death,
Just to quench your heart desires
But you were an angel in disguise.
I need out!!

Locked in chains,
Shackled in leg irons,
I stole, begged and fought for you,
I wanted to fit in.
I thought fitting in meant
Imitating you,
Thinking like you,
Partaking in your vices,
I was so wrong.
When you walked,
Said you were tired,
Had your fill,
And your belly was full,
I was left empty and alone with nothing,
Just my broken soul.
When shit hit the fan,
And you ran,
I realized you were toxic,
Worse than the chemical with the skeleton,
I am wading through the muck,
Finding my way through it all,
I heard you were asking about me,
Don't worry about me,
I wouldn't touch you with a ten foot pole,
Trust me,
I thank God i met you,
You taught me,
The only trust i can trust is the rubber called trust.
You need out,
Please speed out,
I need my peace,
Peace i'm out.

Hmmm women....... Life!

Written by ©Poeta and ©Cizoe Poetry.

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