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{ daytwelve }

  • Feb 2, 2018
  • 1 min read

today is one of those where my mind and the fire in my throat have eloped ... (perhaps while my eyes were closed, body was resting and soul distracted by the scenarios which appear from the unknown .) and now, emotions upon emotions buffet me like the waves of Muizenburg which usually served to calm me . He visited me once.. as my pretend-sleeping faded into the cousin of death . the look of hunger , greed, thirst (like that of a starved lion drooling at every site of meat that is his prey — unable to escape) pierced through my mind’s eye ... pierces through my mind’s eye... so poisonous that my mind’s eye fades into my earth eyes and the wall before me turns into the thing who stole me . i’m staying right at him . reality fades into my nightmare now and then and so does my body .. the scene so explicit that my explanation stutters and my eyes screw shut as to dim down my third eye; my mind’s eye; but it’s way too vivid, too real to quieten .. so, i’ll go through the motions soundlessly , internally, emotionally ... cold iron wall let the beings wonder curiosity faking sincerity . today , i am haunted . today, i am paralyzed . today, i survive .. just survive .  


 
 
 

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