TIME BOMB

They say, one thing about broken clocks you can always tell exactly when they stop ticking.

With people, it isn’t so easy and sometimes.... you can’t even tell they are broken!

I do not know what’s going on

I do not know what we are getting on

Fights

Arguments

Stone cold

Being bold

I carried him in my heart, I walked with him in my spirit and each time I didn’t hear from him I felt uneasy and this is how I knew I loved him!

My joy turned to sadness 

My sorrow was once happiness

He was my hope

He lifted me up 

I do not recognize him anymore

Where is the man I used to adore

Where is the man who balanced my equation

Where is the man who showed me his dedication

There is a stranger on the other end of the line 

A stranger who once together we used to dine 

We might not have a lot of memories

Each memory was special and full of bliss

I called him my lion king, his highness

He called me his wifey, his lioness 

I could have been his b!+(h

Now I know why and it wasn’t a fall in the ditch

He is a stranger alright

A stranger who was once a tenant in my heart

Do I blame it on him

Do I blame it on me

Do I blame it on us

Do I blame it on the distance

Do I blame it on greed

Do I blame it on love

Does love exist 

Is love at the exit

My heart bleeds 

A sharp pain in my heart it cuts across 

Do I share it

Do I bottle it up

Paper is my confidante 

Pen is my friend 

I’m getting stronger

It scares me coz I will care no longer

I will no longer love

I will no longer strive

I know I will live

I know I will survive 

Vicky Mwakoyo, November 2017