Friday, October 7, 2011

lose the battle, but never the war

I keep apologing to everyone but there is really one peson i need to apologise to the most and I never have
ME
So much damage so much stress and pressure Im amazed at how my body, eyes, love still manage to survive
Ive never thanked myself/apologised or even considered the attention that my life really needs
I always take the bad
 Ialways take the stressful
I never show the helpful
the beautiful
and then i punish myself
never forgive myself
never thank myself
for letting me use those eyes that so many people wish to have
for letting me walk to here and there
when so many people dream of what I see simple
for letting me hear words sounds and tastes
when so many people have never heard my dictionary of sound
and yet I still imagine I am in the bottom scale
I still bring myself down
I still stop thanking myself 
pleasure turns to pain
beauty turns to ugliness

life turns to a job
making mistakes becomes routine
making mistakes never get forgiven
and so I build build fear and torment in my heart
until it explodes
the solution is not easy I know
but it is also not impossible
and it is not going to be solutions Ive tried and failed before
the solution is not going to be impossible
the solution is going to be mine
but it will take time
and forgiveness
and understanding from within me 
a meeting with myself
and most importantly when I can forgive myself

when I can believe that god will forgive me
then the devil and my weak soul cannot impose their imprisonment 
cannot impose their sanctions
for I have somewhere else to turn to

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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' -