Lost In Myself By Nana Arhin Tsiwah

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I am stuck!
LoxtTI can’t wake myself

From this lifeless dream.

My head is on heat
Deep within my heart
Lieth heaped coals of fire.

I am burning
Deep within my marrows
I’ve being myself.

For three days
I am emaciating
I don’t know what is happening to me.

Something is terrifying
The rough side of life
Is riding me on the hard stones of fortuneless.

It seems to me that
I am chained to the pains of life
Pains I cannot fathom.

Pains like a broken hearted virgin
Pains all written across
The tablet of my tender heart.

Agony without tales
Tales without reasons
And reasons without accommodation of thought.

I have wished my soul the best
I keep wishing her the energy of salvation
I have kept my faith up on the streams.

Streams of hope for another day
A day that never comes
And moments that never ceases to yonder.

I am simply suffering
I am going the hopeless walks
My faith in life is dwindling.

Like the lake of a baby’s innocent tears
Tears that dries
Upon the shout of the harmattan.

I am entangled
In the web of a dungeon
A dungeon I can’t see.

A dungeon
Suffocating my inner self
And where I lie.

Is a land of my shadows
Where I stand
Is a land where my hopes can’t be fashioned.

Where I sit
Is a land where the mighty were once formed
Mighty formed from a soul.

A soul made of clay
A clay to give life
To give life in abundance.

A clay made of hopes
To restore to the common
To commission him into uncommon fate.

Fate that transcends
Beyond the land of the spirits
But here am I.

Still and stuck
Grounded and in silence
Silence of no appeal.

An appeal not to appease
And where I wish to be
I can’t even tell.

It’s a shady dream
I am completely at lost
I can’t even tell who I am anymore.

I simply lost in thought
Lost in thought of a land
I have no idea of.

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