My Silent Cry

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In a place I shouldn’t be,
How did I get here? What happened to me?
Once upon a time, I used to go on my knees,
Dot my I’s and cross my T’s

I didn’t only look back, to Sodom I went,
The familiar felt safer, the past I held on to,
My knees clean, my hands dirty,
A furnished wardrobe filled with dirty apparel.

In pursuit of happiness,
In this wilderness,
It’s all but fleeting happiness,
Let me sleep… allow me to be.

Priorities have taken a walk,
What I look on the outside matters more that what’s on the inside,
I spend on what I ought not rather than invest in what I should,
My mind in pandemonium, deep has become shallow.

Wake me not, the dawn, let it tarry,
This weight I can no longer carry,
Like the one in Notre Dame, I have a hunch back,
When the light is off, and it’s all dark…

I stop to think, ponder, wonder… how do I fix this? Get it right?

You see, at this point, I don’t know what to do,
I’m not ending this post with a “I choose to do this or that”
‘Cause frankly, this time, I don’t know what to think, talk more of do.
Along the line, in this maze, I got lost.

This is my scream for help… for now, my mask I put back on

But there you have it, my silent cry.

55 thoughts on “My Silent Cry

  1. Take that mask off. You’re too old to be wearing one now. It’s your life, with all your ‘CU’, you should know your left from your right by now. You’re not living it for anyone, but you. No-one will go through what you go through with you. Do what you wanna do, what your heart truly leads you to do. Not forgetting your maker in it all, and knowing fully well that at the end of the day/your life you shall account for it all, even now, this moment, your thoughts, deeds, etc. You shall account for it all.

  2. i can relate, i think at some point, regarding a particular aspect of our lives we wear facades, it only matters when it doesn’t take over our lives. i hope you are able to dig deep enough to find yourself again, and though this goes without saying,this is a really great and insightful piece.

  3. Lovely stuff, Sometimes a place of silent contemplation and despair is the well spring from which shall pour out water flow of greatness.

  4. Talk to someone? Someone that’ll listen CAREFULLY and advise you. Someone you can trust. It is well. You are never really lost. *hugs*

  5. Sigh… Very well written.. This post = My life rite now… But then as they say “Everything is okay in the end, if it’s not okay… Then it’s not the end”…. Nice one man…

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