Rukayat Ogunlana
Sep 5, 2018 · 1 min read

MY HEART IS PAINTED BLACK

My heart is painted black
All colours I see are dark

There's no love that I seek or see
There's no joy that I breed

My heart is stoic
My heart is cold

My life is a ship that sails on an endless sea
No path, direction or destination

A violent calm inferno of rage rages within me
I show no love, I receive no love

I'm the wall that has passed through it all
The breaks, the hurt, tbe tears, the violence

I tried open my tender fragile heart to accommodate a few love pieces
But like it used to, it got broken, the tiny thing tore apart

So I summoned courage picked up the pieces
And sew them up with a metal thread and an iron needle

Now I have so much strength and power, with a bulletproof heart in place
For when the deadly bullets come rushing

Now nothing can ignite the flame that was long burnt
Nor the tears that were long buried

My heart is black
Very stoic and firm

Ogunlana Rukayat A.

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Rukayat Ogunlana

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I simply visualise and codify life. My thoughts are too precious to be disposed of, life events are too interesting to be ignored so I simply WRITE