Unjust
PO Box
Nobody needs to know
The unfair, unbelievable, terrifying and most satisfying
I write this letter
Knowing it will never find you
I just feel an innate
Sense of loss and betrayal
An anger
That never quite goes away
And I blame you
If only I could
Talk to the younger me
And provide words of comfort like
Everything will be ok
Bad times usually pass
Eventually
Words stop hurting after a while
The sun rises and sets
And it storms and rains without fail
Regardless of you
I would tell myself that
The strongest don’t always survive
That it is ok to be weak sometimes
That the pursuit of perfection
Is just a presumptuous pipedream
That nobody really cares about you
Or sees your innermost turmoil
People mostly care about what they see
Painted on your face
The world is colourblind
To the beauty of your colourful soul
I would tell myself that
Nobody needs to know
I can pretend to be fine
Evil never dies it just hides
Personal Note:
It remarkably simple to hide our true selves behind a veil of appropriateness.
Dumelang bohle!!! African Greetings!!! Please support me so I can continue to do what makes my spirit feel alive and feeds my soul; and that is to express myself through words and photos every day.
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