Archives for January 2014

Illuminate (An Apology)

Surrounded be your love, I feel like I can conquer anything.
Surrounded by your love I feel whole again.
Surrounded by broken shards of glass, without your guidance they pierce me.
Without you, they kill me.

The glass draws me out.
Drawing me out into a more familiar land.
A land that makes no sense.
A desolate, chaotic land.
Chaotic yet familiar.

Overexposure.

It becomes a part of me.
It became who I am.
A way of life to which I knew no different.

As easy as the chaos seems, I search for meaning.
I search for something.
Around you the chaos eased and I felt real.
I felt that for the first time I was truly alive.
That for the first time I meant something real to someone.

I didn’t have to hide and for the first time this darkness wasn’t over me.

Illuminate.

Addicted to your presence.
Addicted to the clarity you brought me.
Addicted to you.

Yet,

Within me lies a weakness.
My inability to give up my familiarity.
I am unable, unable to become what you need me to be.

Unable.

I can’t lose you.
Can’t lose all the silly combinations, where if one is missing the other makes no sense.

Broken.

I lost my way.
I become the person you despise the most.

I became the thing I despise the most.
I became the person I prayed I never would, promised I would never be, with you.

I am unfixable, I thought you were my revelation.

Unforgivable.

A darkness now clouds me, more than ever before.
And I am lost. Lost more than ever before. T
o break a person I love, as much as I have you, kills me.
To hurt you, when I promised myself I never would, when I promised you I never would, destroys me.
I will never forgive myself.

Disappointment.

Disappointed because I could be what you needed me to be.
Disappointed with myself.
As hard as I tried to change, I was too weak.
Too weak. Ashamed.

An ending.

To leave.
To break this bond.
To break us.
Hurt.
In a way I never knew was possible.
An inevitable event.

I long to be the person you need.

I wish it could be me.

To save you from pain, I removed myself.
To save you from more pain, I removed myself.

I tried being a better person.
You deserve better.
You deserve better than this.
Better than me.

I long to be with you.
I long to be part of you.

I want to change.
I want to be better, stronger.
I want to be everything you need me to be.

I’m just sorry that I couldn’t be…

When I Pass

The Lord will call my name one day;

When this time comes this is what I’d like someone to say;

Christopher came from nothing and made a way;

Not just another man but a friend who lived to be who God made;

Not for another man’s attention but he was himself to give God all praise;

 

Who not just lived for himself but gave his life to make a change;

Who left not just a memory in his life time;

But left a legacy behind;

 

A man who could have given up but refused;

When life got too hard and his heart was torn and abused;

Instead of showing hate;

He showed love to those who hurt him every day;

 

A man who refused to give up come what may;

Who lived to change not just himself but those he met along the way;

A boy who made so many mistakes;

But chose to use those mistakes to educate;

 

Many hated him for his brutal honesty;

Many a girl fell for his charm and words so sweet;

A man so young who accomplished what most wish;

Yet those who really knew him, knew he was so full of *ish;

 

For the wisdom he gave when people asked;

For the youth he helped escape their past;

For the times he made us laugh;

And for the tears we cry today because he has passed;

 

For a brother, lover and friend;

His legacy will never end;

For his strange ways;

For his love of 2pac and Thierry Henry and all those strange things he used to say;

Let’s take a moment to remember not just a person, but an angel God let escape;

Rest in Peace Christopher Mark Lincoln aka Kribo, thanks for the life you lived so the world could change;

 

We can’t wait to join you in Heaven some day.

 

Can We Get Forever Back

We promised each other forever, so why am I left standing here without you?;

Girl you buried us too soon;

I’m stuck in this grave alive and alone missing you;

So tell me where did our forever’s go?;

 

If they are gone then why do I still miss you so?;

Did you make a mistake when you said we should go our separate ways?;

I never wanted to leave, I wanted a family with you someday;

At night I lay and think about your precious eyes;

 

And how they always took my heart by surprise;

I always thought that they were diamonds in disguise;

So can’t we get forever back just for a little while;

So I could appreciate you as if it were our last time;

 

I wasn’t prepared, so I took you for granted when you were mine;

If I could I’d do it different this time;

My eyes have opened and finally I’ve come to realise;

That my life without you is like a clock without the hands of time;

 

So girl can’t we get our forever’s back just one more time?

I Remember

Some songs I hear;

Take me back to our years;

Even though my soul is left behind and when I return to reality I find you’re no longer here;

Do you remember the first time sweet love we made?;

 

Or when I picked you up from school every day;

And that love struck look upon your face;

Do you remember our first kiss in the park?;

How nervous we both were sitting in my car?;

 

Or that day in church when our eyes met and I wondered who you are;

And how fate lead me past your house and we met eye to eye again from afar?;

I still believe you are the one that God made just for me;

And I wish you were the only one I loved instead of the girl before you and me;

 

She damaged me, so loving you became an impossibility;

I wish I told you the truth instead of pretending;

And when you loved me all I gave you was hurt within;

I know if I did;

 

You’d still be here with me;

See I remember all those things you thought I forgot;

I remember all the pain I put you through;

I remember it every day ever since I lost you;

 

I wish so much I could forget but I just never seem to;

Truth is 20.09.90 I still miss you

 

Another Chance To Love You

Who knew I used to choose my friends above you;

Yet today here I sit alone in my room;

Thinking how I was such a fool;

Wasting all that time when I could have been loving you;

 

If you saw me today you’d probably laugh;

A regretful man wishing to be free from regrets of my past;

I ask God why could I not have met you today;

He knows we would have made it last;

 

In my eyes we ended too fast;

Our love story’s credits rolled far too soon;

I wasn’t ready for the story to end and for me to lose you;

I wish you knew;

 

I’m tempted daily to send these words to you;

But I know you’ve already found someone new;

So what’s the use?;

I guess I’ll keep it in and cherish good memories spent with you;

 

God only knows I’d do anything to have another chance to love you

 

Questions I Was Asked

I was asked today If my feelings for you have changed;

I replied that true love never fades;

So my love for you will always remain;

I admit the person who asked me I didn’t expect it in any way;

 

But I had to be honest cause that’s how I feel even If you don’t feel the same;

She asked If I know you’ve had a child that’s estranged;

I replied “yes” but that my feelings still stayed the same;

Regardless, you were my first love and that love will never go away;

 

At times I wish you still felt the same;

So we could start again;

Now that we are both wiser in life;

I’d love you better this time and make you my wife;

 

I once made you my fiancée but it fell through;

This time I’d do it right, never let you down or even out of my sight;

I’d make sure to fulfil your every need;

Some say I’m crazy;

 

But they’ve never loved you so how could they dictate to me;

I love you girl, even though you’ve hurt me deeply;

True love never keeps records of wrongs, it’s written in the bible, so that’s what I believe;

I wish you asked me these questions and not your niece;

 

If you did I wouldn’t think twice about rushing to your side;

And making you the only women in my life

Dear Me

Dear me, before you fall again, remember how she once did you in;

Dear me, do you remember when you begged her to stay but she chose to leave?;

Dear me, don’t forget she watched you cry and didn’t offer any sympathy;

Dear me, before you go back to her, remember she wasn’t there when you were forced to endure all the hurt;

 

Dear me, she never cared when your heart she burnt;

Dear me, remember it wasn’t your fault;

Stop blaming yourself for the past;

Dear me, I know you still love her the same;

 

Dear me, you tried for years to get her back after she walked away;

Dear me, she saw you broken and still laughed in your face;

So Dear me, before you miss her again, just remember all that dear me had to say

 

Still Miss Me?

I miss you, I just never let you know;

I guess I understand it was your choice to let go;

I wish that choice was mine;

Cause if it was you’d still be the only girl in my life;

 

I respect your decision, forcing love would be a crime;

And forcing things girl just ain’t my style;

So I’ll wipe away these regretful tears I cry alone at night;

 

I only pray one day you have a change of mind;

And return to me angel of mine;

Because now I see where once I was blind;

I’ve replayed all my mistakes in my mind;

 

And I wish I could undo those words so unkind;

I miss days spent with you and those endless romantic nights;

I wish you knew how I still feel;

But I’ll never tell you, I’m scared you’d reject me;

 

I’ve been let down too much, it’s something my heart could never seem to heal;

I still bear the scars of when you chose to leave;

It still replays in my mind whenever I sleep;

And how in my dreams;

 

I still beg you not to leave;

But when I wake with my face drenched with tears;

And my heart is on my sleeve;

I wish at times I never wake up alone but instead I wish you were still next to me;

 

But it never happens so I beg God to end my sleep;

So I could enjoy a little bit of peace;

I miss you girl, I wonder if you still miss me?

 

The Educated Unknown

She didn’t have a birth certificate,
No name of her own, unknown
Harami is what they called her kind.
Hid away in the servants’ backrooms,
Under a black Burka and old clothes.
Her father unknown, her mother well-known.
But she would learn.

Listening carefully daily while cleaning the house,
She heard and recited the words from the books taught by the teachers.
She memorized the poems, letters and stories and
In the dead of midnight, would recite them.
She hungrily sat at the cook’s feet when everyone was gone,
The mean old lady who taught her to read, with head slaps for mistakes made.
Old newspapers, books or notes were stolen then returned,
And the magical numbers helped her know her age.
She knew that one day she too would go to school,
Read new books and have a school uniform just like everyone else.

Heart-strung

My heart murmur
ticks over
in time with
the sleeping breaths
you take together
in bed

Soon I will
be able to
sing you a death rattle
Give or take
a few days