Let’s take two steps forth in time...
My prayer is going to be ended by tears
My wishes flooded by salty water
Everyday I’m at war, fighting tears.
I used to know how to cry silently..
But now my cry is as loud as I imagine yours calling out to me..
At a war where I don’t only fight back tears..
But also beat down myself to my very lowest
Nothing hurts me more than the thought of even hurting you
Have I ever loved someone so much ?
Copyright © Fundiswa Mhlanzi | Year Posted 2019
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