Hello!
This book is a series of poems, dialogue and storytelling as to how I have experience and remember what I had gone through.
Note that this takes place at the start of the millennium and should be read with an open mind.
I am Christian and most of what is in this will contradict what the life of a Christian entails.
Please know that this takes place in the Southern part of Africa and hence rules, laws and norms may be different to what you as an individual may perceive as right and wrong for the time it happens.
Since I hope my life is interesting. I am open to the works of this book being used as inspiration for your own stories in the correct context.
Plagiarism is a crime. Inspiration is not.
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Why was is so hard to love the fruit?
I cried for you,
I cried because of you.
Food isn't love!
Shelter isn't love!
Clothes Aren't Love!
I just wanted your love, just once.
Not when I was so small you could ignore me,
But love me now, when you remember yourself here.
You lost him before I realised I never had you.
I can't keep fighting what you will never let me win.
I love you, but you push me to hate you.
I tolerated you, but you make me run.
I waited on you, but you never came.
I would die for you, but you just make me want to die.
WHAT?! What do you really want from me?
Grades? Money? Silence?
I'm smart yet you made me second guess what I am.
I can go to new heights, but you never showed you cared.
I COULD BE GREAT, BUT YOU DIDN'T SEE IT.
When my soul broke from the outside it healed,
Badly scared but closed.
When my soul breaks from the inside will it heal,
Or will your piece be left out because I can't bear having you in?
But for the life of me I can't bear that the hole will never close.
Will I bleed out for you to notice me?
Will I need to be at death's door for you to see me?
Will I need to leave off the world? Feign death so you feel the gap?
Or will I just disown you and let you go without a second thought?
Then will you recognise me?
I am of you, but I will never be you.
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From,
Your #1 Girl on the Spot
