By Sheila Mumbo
Mistrust, betrayal, disappointment,
Is the harsh reality of our world,
Sad that it’s the world we both created,
This may be our charm or catch,
We’re both a wild fun together,
Floating in tales of our past, now and future
In a surface full of life and colour,
With a very dark and lifeless bottom,
Each word is warm against the ears,
Embracing me as one of its own,
Assuming that I am new to it,
That to me does not matter,
But in this sad and loud silence,
I hope that I’ll always be around,
That things will get better,
And I will never have to leave.
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