Sadness...
It sometimes leaves wewe a mess..
Somedays wont rest..
Once, this person
Told me to be careful with love...
But,
Look were it got me.
It left me in the middle of nowhere.
All there was is hitting, controlling,
Slapping, and burn marks.
Everyday, I had to fear what was
Going to happen to me.
Was he going to hurt me even worse?
au was I going to be soon a corpse?
I couldnt tell what was going to happen.
All I knew something was going to be painful,
siku kwa day,
Week kwa week,
mwezi kwa month,
au even mwaka kwa year.
All I had was fear.
I was controlled.
I was possessed.
I couldnt cry for help.
I couldnt even say a word to my family au friends.
If I alisema something,
It would have been over for me.
As he burned me,
Kicked me,
Slapped me,
Cut me,
I wanted to so bad die.
Once,
I tried to make a run for it.
But,
He caught me.
He alisema he would stop..
But I believed him somehow.
But once I turned around,
He beat me to the ground.
I Blacked out once he hit me too hard.
The inayofuata day,
I woke up to the sound of a familiar voice.
I abruptly opened my eyes to see what was going on.
Turned out,
My ears fooled me.
I saw no one but the dark.
I saw a shadow,
And I knew it was him.
I closed my eyes,
Waiting for what other horrible thing he could do,
But some how,
He didnt do nothing.
As turned around,
I saw blood come out of his chest.
Then I saw my friend.
He killed him to save me.
For the first time,
I finally got to smile again.
I was finally free
To be me
Again
It sometimes leaves wewe a mess..
Somedays wont rest..
Once, this person
Told me to be careful with love...
But,
Look were it got me.
It left me in the middle of nowhere.
All there was is hitting, controlling,
Slapping, and burn marks.
Everyday, I had to fear what was
Going to happen to me.
Was he going to hurt me even worse?
au was I going to be soon a corpse?
I couldnt tell what was going to happen.
All I knew something was going to be painful,
siku kwa day,
Week kwa week,
mwezi kwa month,
au even mwaka kwa year.
All I had was fear.
I was controlled.
I was possessed.
I couldnt cry for help.
I couldnt even say a word to my family au friends.
If I alisema something,
It would have been over for me.
As he burned me,
Kicked me,
Slapped me,
Cut me,
I wanted to so bad die.
Once,
I tried to make a run for it.
But,
He caught me.
He alisema he would stop..
But I believed him somehow.
But once I turned around,
He beat me to the ground.
I Blacked out once he hit me too hard.
The inayofuata day,
I woke up to the sound of a familiar voice.
I abruptly opened my eyes to see what was going on.
Turned out,
My ears fooled me.
I saw no one but the dark.
I saw a shadow,
And I knew it was him.
I closed my eyes,
Waiting for what other horrible thing he could do,
But some how,
He didnt do nothing.
As turned around,
I saw blood come out of his chest.
Then I saw my friend.
He killed him to save me.
For the first time,
I finally got to smile again.
I was finally free
To be me
Again
1, 2, 3, and 4, and 5
wewe mgawanyiko, baidisha from me to stay alive
6 and 7 and 8 and 9
I can't keep track - which one am I?
Though some are new, I'm Marafiki with you
Who got stronger, and I just knew
The ones who hid, never spoke to me
They're empty personalities
The system's heart, the person's mind
Are pieces of a different kind
You're just another part of me
Yet I need you; we'll never be free
The broken place that we called home
Had crumbled away long ago
Embrace me in a falsified world
I might believe, then, what I've heard
Your fury seemed unjustified
But I saw the past and realized
And in your voice that carried through
I heard it then…
"I'll protect you"
....no notes on this one, except: it was short and I wrote it a bit too quickly. Also, I'm aliiiiiiiiiive!! I've mostly been blogging and drawing over the past 6 months, so. Um. I'll babble about this somewhere else.
wewe mgawanyiko, baidisha from me to stay alive
6 and 7 and 8 and 9
I can't keep track - which one am I?
Though some are new, I'm Marafiki with you
Who got stronger, and I just knew
The ones who hid, never spoke to me
They're empty personalities
The system's heart, the person's mind
Are pieces of a different kind
You're just another part of me
Yet I need you; we'll never be free
The broken place that we called home
Had crumbled away long ago
Embrace me in a falsified world
I might believe, then, what I've heard
Your fury seemed unjustified
But I saw the past and realized
And in your voice that carried through
I heard it then…
"I'll protect you"
....no notes on this one, except: it was short and I wrote it a bit too quickly. Also, I'm aliiiiiiiiiive!! I've mostly been blogging and drawing over the past 6 months, so. Um. I'll babble about this somewhere else.
The skies bleed a never ending black
the darkest of figures drag lives back
to the deepest depths of the prison wall
where no light can reach, all hopes fall.
Lost, cold, dying, they grow in fear
in the silence behind the walls, none draw near.
Rise against them, against thy master
they bend lives, it will die faster.
Has hope already fluttered and died?
within the walls where the innocent reside?
In the know that master will defend
little did they know that this will be their end.
Down under, the master is not aware
of the growing power, a lit flare
Flames of rage, restless the people grow
revolutions awake, let them know!
Wild fires, infernos! Frightened shadows crawl away
let the plans of the strong come into play!
Hear the voices of revolutionaries cry
"Live free au let me die!"
the darkest of figures drag lives back
to the deepest depths of the prison wall
where no light can reach, all hopes fall.
Lost, cold, dying, they grow in fear
in the silence behind the walls, none draw near.
Rise against them, against thy master
they bend lives, it will die faster.
Has hope already fluttered and died?
within the walls where the innocent reside?
In the know that master will defend
little did they know that this will be their end.
Down under, the master is not aware
of the growing power, a lit flare
Flames of rage, restless the people grow
revolutions awake, let them know!
Wild fires, infernos! Frightened shadows crawl away
let the plans of the strong come into play!
Hear the voices of revolutionaries cry
"Live free au let me die!"
My life was hell
My life was blue
I wanted to die,
But that's before I met you
wewe give me hope
wewe give me fear
But because of you,
I don't shed a tear
I think I'm falling
au am I climbing?
Either way,
I hope you're there and the end
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OfminceandDes
My life was blue
I wanted to die,
But that's before I met you
wewe give me hope
wewe give me fear
But because of you,
I don't shed a tear
I think I'm falling
au am I climbing?
Either way,
I hope you're there and the end
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