Drowning
In my shoes, just to see what it’s like, to be me/ I’ll be you, let’s trade shoes just to see what it’d be like to/ Feel your pain, you feel mine Go inside each other’s mind/ Just to see what we find, Look at shit through each other’s eyes/ But don’t let ‘em say you ain’t beautiful… – Eminem
Ever had your head held down under water?
So long;
You felt first; anxiety,
Then fear,
Then the water started seeping in through your nose
because you couldn’t hold your breath anymore?
Then you got lightheaded and all the other valves in your body thought it was
“all systems go”?
Then you stopped caring or pushing;
because you were bleeding under your fingernails;
and from your knuckles?
And you’d peed and crapped on yourself already;
so you had no dignity left anyway?
And you’d cried like a bitch because you could feel the distinct release;
that meant your soul was slipping away?
Then it became almost orgasmic;
as you caught the glint of that infamous white light?
At which point…
Did a strong pair of hands grab you;
and pull you back up to safety?
Did they get you hoping again?
Trusting again?
Believing again?
Is that how it happened for you?
Just checking
ash
really…strong hands indeed.
Made from something
I dont quite like.
Someone would despise
One who i would pass
Without halloing
They say
Fimbo ya mbali
Haiuwi nyoka
Your neighbour
Yes that obnoxious one
Will be the first
To answer to your
Obvious cry
H-E-L-P!
LoL.
At this point Mr. Obnoxious Neighbor is a Godsend! That’s just how this thing called life works out innit?
hahaha
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