It …..
It lies
within the coners of his eyes , the untold story, the fear that keeps him awake
, the holding on to what could have been or mite have been , the desire that
keeps him wanting more yet needing less from the spirit guides, can’t stand the
idea of moving beyond where he is as his own expetations are too high to live
up to , it lies within the coners of his yes …, as past ghosts stand firm by
his bedside ……,
It was never
his plan to be or live like this but I guess things happen .. he whispers to
himself…in deep sorrow and regret , …this moment , is the one moment he decides
to speak to his younger self as though he was making manse with his past
mistakes , it lies within the coners of his eyes ..as he tries to remember the
last time he cried n sobbed all at once …,men don’t cry …”that’s what he knew
as a boy den , …but as off this moment emotions are running high within him ,
as he says to his younger self , m sorry .., I am sorry I was never kind to you
, never respected your true wishes ,pretended to be something am not just so I could
be excepted by my peers., never respected the women that truelly loved me and
tried to be there for me, m sorry I sold myself short when I could have spoken
my thots and made them known irrespective .., I am sorry for never taking your advice Dad and
being difficult for no reason , m sorry for not being de man you wanted Mom …,
mostly m sorry for not being truthful to me…, it lies within the coners of his
eyes…
He takes a
breathe as if he will never breathe again, overwhelmed by what he had finally
sad to himself .., …the sadness , stress, tension , expetations that seems all
too heavy on his heart , all seemed to have disappeared , it lies within the
coners of his eyes , as he realises that
sometimes not everything will go according to plan and as hard it may be to be
a black man , its okay to not know how things will turn out , but he must let
go and allow himself to be and florish beyond what the physical eye can see.., …n
trust himself enough to stand the wind , …..it lies within the coners of his
eyes …..’
To my brother - Tsitsana
Switdifferent!!
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