Why I am mourning in the morning?
Save me
Why must you be nefariousness?
I was taking a walk in the streets of libala, I heard a deep whisper like a roar of waterfalls. My heart suffered as I was trying to crawl, I felt like an arrow pierced my heart while in my narrow voice I quickly ask GOD to come and save me.
I kept hearing voices of your wickedness
I got along with the voices of your wickedness
I got controlled by the voices of your wickedness
I saw several spirit trying to anoint me with oil of pain
I remained silent because I was in the presence of confusion
When I faced painful nights, I was deaf
No one heard me!
I was all alone fighting demons but they kept winning
The voices kept on laughing at me because I was sinning
I hate it when people ask me if I'm okay, so you can't see that I'm not okay.
I'm not strong am crashing though I'm trying to heal from the wounds but I keep on bleeding.
Lord save me I cry in distress
Listen don't be deaf on me because I might depart like a leaf.
Winds kept on blowing till the voices told me to pickup the knife and play with it.
Why do I choose death over life?
I saw my soul on the ground like a cloth of disgrace.
YOU ARE READING
WHO CURSED YOU IN SILENCE?
PoetryThis collection of poems it was written in different parts. The reason behind why I choose to write it in broken pieces, I am not a good storyteller I want the readers to feel dehydrated then to rehydrate, to feel goosebumps in brain and understand...
