@Blackween 13 May 2021

Owning Dark Thoughts

Dusk gets here and the night folds the day into nothingness and before the crickets share their opinions, the devil has already claimed a dormant piece of my agonising soul and reinstated dark thoughts. A replay of the words of men cut through the skin to knife my ego and the smoke drags out of the blunt ready to annihilate my lungs and leave me numb, for the mind has always found the need of dilutable pain unnecessary worthy of a quick fix and fast forward to when I can let myself feel. The constant leak of bittersweet feels has me feeling like the poison ivy is snaking around my stupid little heart and every fall is worse than the last as I fight to answer gravity's romancing calls And the spoils of watered down love Squash the last seeds of hope Wait to bloom with time. The anachry in my headspace is draining my rusted bones and time won't allow my perfectionist breathe so I have been procrastinating, for I keep forgetting the clock hands have never relinquished their pace for any man, rich or poor and I can't help but weep for those who rely on my unstable self to sail through the high seas of life like a lighthouse does for sailors. Before the sun comes around, I might have gone to the other side of my globe only to return home with more wounds from a war no one other me gets to see or attend where I watch me combat myself all in an attempt to suppress the parts of myself I feel apologetic about. **pinterest.* https://pin.it/3aCrkQV **wambuku w.**