Stillness
Where do I begin
I mean time has provided me with a coping mechanism not to antagonize the worlds belief of a better view version of the story
On how it started and how it will end
The flaws on the path became a flow of obstacle charmer, escaping the chamber of darkness constantly chasing the light
It went from a mission of hope and forgotten about faith
Leaving me torn daily, the hope of breaking through became a hobby of hopping the truth
Self assurance started to feel like an assessment of living
Breathing continueslly became a choice
The sudden shift of shiver waving down my spine, hugging my questionnaire of the purpose of living
In the mist of cold a warm tear drop drip down my nose rushing for attendance
Creating an audience of whipping
The emptiness swept me off my dear feet
I couldn't compete with the choking hazard fisting down my throat
I couldn't make a sound within my very own world
I tasted death by emotions that made my heart to race like a mustang, pledging a high value bounty up for grabs like the boundaries I should have had before
While the days went by, my surroundings only saw the stillness
During my internal captivity, traveling inside looking for relief to spur me out.
Till one saver brushed my walls of faith that I never thought I had.
Carefully painting them with cream in inviting light in creating a home of safety
With my last break ...I murmured
Save me please...
Ashleigh Ngoqo
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