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Sep 2016
It seems as if my mind will explode into flames of madness
And at times my  tear glands are pregnant with joy, anger and fear
Corrupt confusion
Iam a sodden mind of dry solitudeness mixed with hope
The future is too bright I cant see
Success is in limbo
When I think of what happened to Moses I drown in paranoia
All these fights, all these years, lost beer binging nights and not see Canan?
At this juncture I can't turn back
That has never been an option, I won't be a mound of salt
I am not Lot's wife
I hope to take off these shoes of lead and fly away
Soon
Let me melt away into the sky
And face reality
I will make you proud
Smart Z Mabweazara
Written by
Smart Z Mabweazara  Cape Town
(Cape Town)   
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       Lior Gavra, ---, NuBlaccSoul and Doug Potter
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