THE SINKIN' SOUL

by SAKHILE INNOCENT MHLANGA   May 22, 2017



36 THE SINKING SOUL

My depth sinks,
It basins so hard
Too deep
Together with my efforts
The very same efforts,
I should use to pull it up

Everything around me,
Happens, so fast
Less to mind
Not more, to add
What occurs is too much

I do not know,
How much more, I can take
Inside the closet is hot
I found myself there
Silently told not get out
Who knows how it feels in here,
Is me

I know,
If you ask me, it will be awkward to tell
Not knowing where to start
An experience with its tittle
All in me
Solitary, I have to fight it

If not, it will fight me
As it doth now
Pushing my soul to sink in Melancholy

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