Sebolelo

I'm bleeding, help me I'm bleeding.. Are you going to leave me to die? But I thought we were one breed, ate from one field.. And now you've yielded How is it that one finds it so easy to turn around when you need them but act like the victim when you don't? Haven't you stopped using my tears to wash your cars because of 'sorry'? I will not use it anymore, will not feed my soul with it.. "Sorry" beating my poor little heart with veins of distorted thoughts The death of that tad bit of positivity that tried liberating me Why can't I love that mirror image? Why the fuck do I need to envy everything everyone else does? I'm going down hill I'm drowning in my own sorrow. Having to hate every little thing I do.. Having to think I keep nagging people to feel loved.. Don't you see me? I'm a flame that has become ashes.. Ashes that are ready to be blown away by the wind of laughter and those words you humans have stabbed me with I'm fucking bleeding don't you see it? I'm tired of liberating everyone but why can you do the same to me.. I've been standing in the line of happiness, freedom.. But these mental chains won't let me.. I have a dark cloud within me.. I've become stranded in this prison I call my mind.. Blurred visions in my eyes.. From recession, recovery right down to depression