Pacing up and
down in my head
Leaving the
seeming sorrow that encompass the earth
An eluded fact
that escapes me each time
I search for it
with all my might
I’ve seen this
script before
It seems to be
playing over again in my head
I don’t want it
to
I don’t like it
Make it stop
All but screams
which have no effect
It’s already
begun
Somebody please
change the story
The end seems
inevitable
I can feel
crumble in my heart already
I can feel the
tears gushing down my cheeks
I hear the
whispers in the distance
Calling for my
soul
The evil that
lies in their hearts
Lost I am this
moment
Unaware of the
reality I partake of
Is this truly
poetry even
A funny jumble of
words meant to cause warmth inside
Rubbish it seems
most of the time
A nightingale’s
tale it is.
Composed By: Okundigie .O.James
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