Poetry

GOING THRU! By Pokadot

Written by Editor

Hold my hands
Walk gently so you don’t break what is already broken
It’s owk…
I know it dark
You should be scared
I know
But trust me when I say I know my way around here
I know this void and it knows me
We have learnt to fill each other spaces

But you laughed the other day

smiles

My kind are time drifters
We have no home so we clock at moments
Joy
Pain
It is a tuggle everyday
Were we like this in our first world
Our mind drifts
Were we too happy
Or
Were we too sad

But….

I remember being alone
I remember warmth……
Warmth
Warmth
Warmth
Warmth waa…
I seem to have forgotten

But why?

I don’t know..
I have never known
The n in my know found it’s way to my face
I try to flip
I try to tell him U should smile..
He goes back to his default.

Who are you?

I don’t know..
But my mind says
Lazy
stupid lazy
worthless lazy
no use lazy
Dull lazy
Sad lazy
Weird lazy
You reek lazy
Fuck you lazy

Will it end?

I don’t know

Death?

I don’t know.

What is your problem?

I don’t know

Do you know God?

I guess…
I remember talking to myself in the mirror
They said I was his reflection
Am I God?
Is he in me?

But…..

I cried last night
You should have seen my phlegm
It was tired
I screamed at the wind
I walked the night
I smelled the stars
I fell down
I got up
I fell down
I fell down
I cried

So what happens now?

I don’t know…

Will you try?

I don’t know…

Walk with me
Let me show you
Where I reside
Look beyond the smile
Past the laugh horizon
Through the bushy grin
Look closely
Just a little further
After the rocky optimism
Stop!!!
There.
Crouching beneath tired breaths
You’d find me

About the author

Editor

Bada Yusuf Amoo holds B.A in Literature in English from Obafemi Awolowo University, he is the publisher of thespeakingheart.com. He started the website in 2015, he has published both his works and other budding writers and poets on the website. He is a public commentators and his articles are on different websites.