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Henry Onwordi
Poems
Feb 2020
wayfarer
I am alone
Filled with desire like a child with no milk to **** in the night
I move secluded like lamb hoping for feed
The winds of trouble tip my tottering ship and it capsizes
I drown in a sea of anxiety and fear
Met by the sharks of despair
The path I'm on is painful one, a garden filled with thorns
do you see me as I flounder in this my walk of life
Hoping to look up and see a guiding light yet the only light perceived is the flash of thunder groaning through the grey skies
Is this the point of darkness where I'm called to abandon all hope
There's no fusion between faith and courage
These wells are dried and exhausted from repeated use of vain repetitions
Mantras which try to trick the mind but never reaches the chambers of the heart
I'm crushed beneath the weight of empty promises I tell myself
I aim for the moon but fly too close to the sun
What am I, who am I
A caged bird, a baited bear, perhaps an uneducated savage
I write words to form a blanket to keep warm in the cold nights
Please though I seem like a beggar by the shop
Believe me I can be more than the smell of desperation
Help me, that I might toil and know its not in vain
#depression
#anxiety
#sorrow
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Henry Onwordi
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