My brokeness

Let me open the door of my supressed thoughts, memories and feelings.
Experienced passively and undoubtedly with the aim to break me into pieces.
I want to relive the same moment.
I want to feel the agony of lies, hate and harsh events.
I want to feel the loneliness curling me up within the darkness.
Seeing the depth of my brokeness
Leaving me starved for God’s salvation.
Paralysed by my ignorance.
Let me overdose on fake friends and fake laughter to numb this pain temporarily.
Indulge myself with sadness
Until I reach a point which all of these will be enough?
Then I shall carve words that are pleasant enough to suit your liking

Author: motloungmaditjhaba

I am an African woman who enjoy reading novels,listening to music,writting poetry is my addiction and I am a loving person.I am taking this journey to find myself.I realized that in order to find peace in my life, I got to let go and accept my imperfections.You might not know me with the naked eye but I believe my art will paint my image in your head perfectly well.I've met you before in the world only known by us.I've seen your smile and you are a friend,sister,brother,mother,father without limitations.With your love I conquer anything and build the strongest foundation and path that lead to eternal happiness.

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