Broken
Why do I feel this way?
This feeling won't let me be
The more I kneel down and pray
Is the more I end up in a pool of tears and regret
A smile as piercing as light
Wrecked and tattered from within
The more I bottle it all up
Is the more it consumes my joy
As unhappy as king Lear
The faster the clock ticks
The more it moves
Is the worse it gets
When will I forsake this misery?
When will this be nothing but history?
When will I stand tall like the statue of liberty
Only time will tell
Chayeza Nkuna
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 10/08/2020
Poet's note: This poem is about the emotional phase the youth of these days go through.
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