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Jun 2016 · 559
Breathless
Anuoluwapo Jun 2016
I miss your face
The way your lips curl in when you smile
And your eyes light up when you speak
Each word you utter falls gently on my skin
Lightly caressing me, touching me
Leaving me.
I miss your voice
I've called your mobile phone
So many times, just to hear it once more
Your voicemail saying "please call back"
And I do, over and over, waiting patiently for you
But there's still no answer.
I miss your love
You embraced me on the bad days
And fought away memories of my mistakes
Loved me through the times I destroyed myself
You saved me from jumping in front of a train
And let me cry in your arms.
I miss your presence
They say ghosts never leave you
If they have unfinished business
But our love isn't over, so where are you hiding
Between the time of death and the goodbyes I said
I still remember your lips replying, "I love you".
I'm sitting at your grave
Missing every inch of you,
Even the parts of you that you left in me
Have gone missing and I feel like an Incompleted jigsaw
I have found it so hard to keep living,
My heart stopped beating the moment yours did
So why am I still living in a world without you
I miss every part of you, so **** much.
May 2016 · 1.1k
Cut
Anuoluwapo May 2016
Cut
I cut myself again tonight
And my skin parted like the Red Sea
I am Moses.
I cut open my inside thigh
Hiding my disease, so no one could see,
Looks can be deceiving.

I covered my wounds with plasters;
Envying the way plasters hid pain,
Much Better than I did.
I took care of my wounds
Incase of infection, so I would never have to explain
Why my thighs cracked like volcanoes.

I drew thick safety lines
Thick enough to block out feelings
This is apathy.
I became reborn every morning
After baptising in my holy tears
God will receive me.

I had no faith to walk over the waters
Terrified that the waters would drown me
I am Peter.
I keep self sacrificing, hanging myself on the cross
For my sins that I can't stop committing
I am Jesus,
Or is this blasphemy?
Feb 2016 · 1.0k
Recognise me
Anuoluwapo Feb 2016
Recognise me when my face can't fantom a smile.
Recognise me when I pull my sleeves down.
Recognise me when I hide behind baggy clothes.
Recognise me when my mood changes too quickly to be normal.
Recognise me when I'm drowning without water.
Recognise me when I'm crying deeper, spiritual tears.
Recognise me when I'm hurting, hurting even myself.
Recognise me when I'm tired, almost everyday.
Recognise me when I don't care anymore.
Recognise me, recognise the help I need.
Help me.
Feb 2016 · 1.4k
Blessed are those who mourn
Anuoluwapo Feb 2016
Heavenly Father we drop to our knees,
Lord please pertain to our needs.
Save us, love us, cleanse us of our sins.
Bless us abundantly and remain with us.
Humbly we ask, watch over us.
As we walk through the shadow of death,
Father guide us with your light.
If ever we reach a point where darkness fills our sight.
Jesus, son of God, show us which way is right.
Even in the times of trouble, sweet redeemer, wipe our tears
For blessed are those who mourn, because we shall be comforted.
As your promises are said, God comfort us in this time of need.
Ashes to ashes, till death do us part, God be our guide.
Lover of our soul, comfort us.
Blessed are those who mourn for they will be comforted
Mark

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