My pride, stripped.
The love I thought I’d gained, taken away.
The love I thought I harbored in my heart to give
Taken away and replaced by hate
I should say I hate the very body that hosts me
I hate every fabric of my being
But I can’t.
I want to scream to the world
To tell them my mind is in ruins
That I’m frustrated standing on this ledge
What will it take to jump
And put an end to this madness
To everything driving me crazy
It would be bliss, right?
Finally, sitting on the ledge
I think of how defeated I’d look
How much of a coward I’d be
To run away
To meet my end here.
I would do no such thing
I would scream all I want to this empty space
Let the pitch darkness be my witness
And carry my message to the universe
That I’d fight back
I’d rise out of the ashes
And never ever give up,
Never let my soul be eaten up or hollow again
I’d come out with a smile slapped on my face
Pretend I’m alright
Because that’s what I will be.
By Shalom Sangobowale
My name is Shalom Jesubowale,
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