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Jerry kizuwili Apr 2021
I have been here before
I once felt the pain of a broken heart
I came to understand that the feeling doesn't just go away
Everything at that point stops moving,
You get to see nothing, you only feel the suffocation like the ground beneath your feet burns, fingers numb because your heart clearly remembers it all.
Jerry kizuwili Apr 2021
Sunshine as blues on horizon,
As flaws becomes the irony of the one who still love.
Neither define by words of times or grades the society needs but suppose it turns out that way.
Suppose I wasn't born human,
I will be termed a Phoenix and every word of mine that can't be written in lines or margins would give rise as fire to another but right now, am human.
One just gazing at the stars.
Jerry kizuwili Apr 2021
Am someone with little emotions.
but that doesn't mean I care less.
Am someone with a beautiful smile,
but that doesn't mean I never shed a tear.
Am someone clear as crystal,
but that doesn't mean I don't hold secrets.
I might just be that person who you may never come to understand
but whose heart one could tame.
Am someone who you would never get to see the less of,
but that doesn't mean I've  got no flaws.
#humans, nature, acceptance
Jerry kizuwili Apr 2021
Am sorry for ever hurting you.
Am sorry for always making you be at edge.
Am sorry if you had ever for once felt I didn't love you.
Am sorry for making you sad.
Jerry kizuwili Jan 2021
I gave you everything or maybe I thought I did.
Could I had given you everything except what you truly wanted?
Everyday, I wake up with the whisper of your name on my lips
Everyday is a constant reminder of the promises of love we made to each other but now, all am left with is just a memory.
Jerry kizuwili Dec 2020
To do what we want is our dream, to be who we had dreamt of.
We aren't wrong if we dream, it's the flame of our lives, the shadows that hide our weaknesses.
Life hasn't been fair, we came from the dirt, our tongue knows the taste of mud, our feet had felt the pain of earth, our skin had taken the cold of the night, our faces burn when the cloud become upset with the sky.
So we dream, its the fire of our lives, the shadows that hides our pain and when the night comes we don't forget who we  are, we just chose not to remember.
Jerry kizuwili Nov 2020
Every breathe of hers is as her last
She isn't scared to close her eyes
Even as she watches her pure crystal hair falls away and her admiring tanned skin that illuminates beneath the morning sun turns cold, she still believe that just as other days she could scale through the next.
Every day is a battle most especially the ones that comes from her mind, is like trying to ignore the clamor of crowds, it difficult to when they had laid tents just below your window.
But nothing scares her even the looks of doubt in their eyes, the constant needles that find it way through her veins, its as a reminder of a battle not yet over and soon peace will find her maybe not here but the life after.
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