Think High

Die?

Fly

Yes I think of that high,

Where the birds hear my last cry,

Up there were there’s freedom in the sky.

Die?

Shy.

My hidden feelings hidden by a lie.

A smile and some laughter later turns into a sigh.

There’s not a knot? My heart’s a tie that wants to die.

Die?

Why?

Because there is no smile

Not even for a while.

I'm a burden that floats in your life like The Nile.

Stay with me and I’ll be like a loose tile.

I break, I shake then I manipulate 

I'm not scared if it's too late.

Because when I ball up I explode,

Get vicious and ugly like a toad.

Toad? Toad?

Road!

Squash!

You cause my madness to destroy ONLY me, GOSH!

I want to grab my heart and just …...TOSS!

There is no argument I lost.

Your “perfect” while I get all the flaws.

I scratch with my paws.

I rumble, hear my roars.

I have no more rhyme!

I'm running out of time!

I want to be free but I’ve committed a crime!

AND NO I AM NOT FINE!

It's something I wear! But can't place it on a hanger!

HANGER! HANGER! HANGER!

ANGER!

Anger… sits in my stomach waiting for the next banger.

It made me strong and into a beast.

And my heart may be the last feast.

It doesn't matter where it originated from in my life.

But how to deal with it without a knife.

Because then it would ruin her life.

Die..

Hi!

I want to start over with Jesus as my guide.

We talk but I confuse him with my mind.

Maybe one day I’ll be free in the sky.

Where I’m proud and not shy.

Where my feelings are exposed and not any lie.

Where I praise him up high.

When I die, when I die, when I die.

Die.

But I have more ahead of me.

…

I have to think high.

By: Just Love Alabi

August 7th 2020