Finally I'm posting something after a very long while. Pardon me. Took a break from writing because my other activities didn't give me some space to enter my writing realm. Call it writer's block too. I've written a couple poems though and I'll share one now. Would share the other after I recite it in church. This was a poem I recited at an open mic event that happened in my Uni town last Friday. Enjoy

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Can you see me hurting

Blade cuts, airway blocked

Still you can't see my physical

How then can you see my saddened soul

I keep fighting it

Struggling with weakness

My strength's gone

Hair shaved.

What have you done Delilah

I can't fight anymore

I've lost my life long battle

Two scores and five cents

How much do I have left

Counting pennies like a beggar

Can't buy time, My time's over

12.01am why's the clock still moving

Can I be done now

Can I leave here? 

Let me out of this mysery

Everything's a blur

Mystery

Like a wandering ghost

Roaming on these streets

Haunting like I'm being haunted

Point of reach

Skin deep, sea deep

Sinking

I'm too light for these waves

Swinging tides.

Help!! I'm drowning

Bank point

It washed me here

Face down, I need CPR, mouth to mouth

Can anybody see me? 

Sin. I'm dead

My wage has been paid

What am I still doing here?

I should be gone

This is the only thing I've always wanted

I should be seeing pearls

Or wait

Am I in the wrong place

Why am I seeing these armoured men

Why are you holding those chains

Thought I was free from shackles

No! Don't put those on me 

Can I go back please

I need heaven not this

I'm not a sinner

I've paid my wage

I've given you my soul

Am I not meant to get heaven in return? 

I'm pure now 

PAUSE. 

SUICIDE

The thought drains you.

Turns you to a beggar

And when you finally succeed

Your soul is lost 

There's no turning back

Dead and gone

No turning back

I'm stuck here

With shackles

If only you had seen me hurting.