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May 2017
Thula thula mtwana
Thula sana lwami
A broken heart
doesnt mean you cant stop the bleeding
A tattered soul
doesnt mean you need to stop breathing
Sometimes we need to feel like we dying
in order to keep on living
Even when shadows feel like they are creeping
Your walls feeling haunted
Like ghosts are calling out your name
Never forget to keep on breathing

Thula Thula mtwana
I know tears keep on falling
Your heart keeps on breaking
Dont mind the unfamiliar mirror
If it shows the scars
Just wear the mask
Mask the tears
No one needs to see your broken parts
Whats the use if they can never mend them
What is the use of loving him
If loving never takes away the pain
Sometimes chocolates and painkillers
work better to ease the pain
What if he is nothing but pain

Au thula thula sana lwami
Forget the night he said you were playing hard to get
forced himself on you
and asked if you liked it
Out of fear you said yes
You said yes
Chase away that memory
and remember yo are more than just a broken woman
forget the night he said
he cannot date a broken woman
that you were to broken to be loved
when his love was the one breaking you

Thula Thula Mtwana
God never forgets the broken ones
He said I needed to fix myself and shattered my mirror for good
Written by
Dorcus Ramaphala  Parktown
(Parktown)   
604
   unnamed and Ryan Holden
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