By: Okoli Stephanie Orjiugo (O.S.O)
Level:1
Do not toss me far too deep lest I will drown
I can only bear so much even if I appear to be a clown
You see me wear a smile but a thousand layers below there is an indolent frown
I put up a show for you and perhaps for myself; a fleeting way to forget today’s down
Look into my eyes, do not be deceived by their sparkles, they could hold secrets of a town
Yet they are pinholes that bring to light the wretched pain my heart bears with every pound
Do not toss me too deep, I say again, do not
I feel the trembling in my hands; my stomach churns into a tight knot
My head spins like a carousel only for me to realize that I am still on the same spot
Anguishing pain threatens to explode but rational mind stews it in a pot
My tear ducts disobey me until my eyes are bloodshot
You still do not see and feel my pain for it falls under your blind spot
Alone then must I conquer my pain
I will project it into beautiful thoughts that will keep me sane
A fort built off wisdom will guard the domain of my heart so that only good may reign
One day I will reminisce on how my old scars has brought me tremendous gain
And only then will I say that my pain was a jumpstart for my brain
To observe more keenly human subtle calls that are loaded into words without sounds
Pleading to be heard atop thunderstorms and rain
O.S.O