ha, sometimes I can close my eyes and my dreams fall into place
nothing is really wrong , except me but then I can see all the ways I need to change me and it becomes all right
ha, I can even sleep atn ight and I can stop doing all those mistakes and pretending
I can stop pretending or hating
I can stop hating myself or anyone else for that matter
ha, sometimes I get so angry with myself for becoming so foreign, so naive, so dramatically useless
I get so angry at being sick right down to the soul for I have not taken care of myself
I have not thought right
I haven ot trusted god
that - is the biggest disease
for when that happens
ha, I lose the world
I become a monster
I cannot control the pain
I feel tormented my loneliness
when I forget God
it feels like I let go of an only love affair in my life
like all i dreamt of came right to my door
and i said no
i said no
to the one thing I ever wanted
the one thing i ever dreamt about
the only thing that is on my mind
all the time
anywhere
ha, when I think of how I treat myself
and how others may be treating themselves
what they want in life
how they live their lives
I
ha, go crazy
but then suddenly i see a movie
where it is filmed in true innocence
and really a beautful blue silk desire of dusken growing relationships
I feel like ha, that could happen to me!
if I only wasnt so ..... lost
so
enemising the one true real beauty in my life... Faith
ha, faith is no joke
and i choke - without it
no joke
oh god, I just want to beforgive
I just want anotehr chance
no joke
i just want to change my life
even if its the simplest things
but i just want to be forgiven
ha, I want to clear conscience!
I want a clear dream
i just want to be forgiven please god, I just want to be forgiven
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
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What it is...
I see Life like a rose in the ice... beautiful but with cold settings - There are so many incredible things out there - but we always need to fight and perservere against the hardships too... otherwise the cold will win ... and we will wither away.
My imagination has led me to believe in something called 'Sudan Fairytale' -
The fantasy that My country will one day be independant and proud, never selfsish to provide its people with its needs, give freedom and success to all, be forever committed to achieve a prosperous inhabitance to every Sudanese in their own country-
My eyes fail me and I see the truth which I call - 'Khartoum Heartbreak' - This is a theme running through the blog under the 'Khartoum Heartbreak' Poems and whatever else about Sudan conveying broken down love, poor streets and cut off electricity along with a lot of other decays and problems in Khartoum city Life.
But I love my country and so I have no choice but to merge the Pain and the Love as one.
Faith is my heart and I could never do without it hoping in my prayers that I can be someone better always and that God forgives me as I fall in Mistakes through that frozen path of Life...
Sometimes I feel under control with all the too many emotions that run to colour my days and nights - Books, movies, music, dreams, friends, family, strangers, travel, - reality - the 10 O' Clock news -Most of the time I'm very Lost in trying to understand - whatever happens becomes tangled into writing this confusing memoir -
It's a really odd combination of air - not sure whether it is refreshing or suffocating - stabilising or maddening - But I breathe and
so it is
'Memoirs of a Sudanese breath' as I am 'Lost but under control' -
My imagination has led me to believe in something called 'Sudan Fairytale' -
The fantasy that My country will one day be independant and proud, never selfsish to provide its people with its needs, give freedom and success to all, be forever committed to achieve a prosperous inhabitance to every Sudanese in their own country-
My eyes fail me and I see the truth which I call - 'Khartoum Heartbreak' - This is a theme running through the blog under the 'Khartoum Heartbreak' Poems and whatever else about Sudan conveying broken down love, poor streets and cut off electricity along with a lot of other decays and problems in Khartoum city Life.
But I love my country and so I have no choice but to merge the Pain and the Love as one.
Faith is my heart and I could never do without it hoping in my prayers that I can be someone better always and that God forgives me as I fall in Mistakes through that frozen path of Life...
Sometimes I feel under control with all the too many emotions that run to colour my days and nights - Books, movies, music, dreams, friends, family, strangers, travel, - reality - the 10 O' Clock news -Most of the time I'm very Lost in trying to understand - whatever happens becomes tangled into writing this confusing memoir -
It's a really odd combination of air - not sure whether it is refreshing or suffocating - stabilising or maddening - But I breathe and
so it is
'Memoirs of a Sudanese breath' as I am 'Lost but under control' -
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