Give Up
by: Lowanla (me)
"Give up" is whispered,
"Please, tell me how I give up?"
I reply.
"What must I do to be saved,
from the nothing that has happened to me at all?"
"When I do not exist in your mind, nor your heart,
Nor do I have a physical place in your home.
I don't belong, and there is nothing for me,
no, nothing
no feeling at all."
"When everything has been easy.
Living in the safety of the walls of silence,
everything is fine, why should I complain?
Nothing is happening, nothing happened, nothing will happen.
Agonizing liars, turned upside down for the world to see our smiles.
when we live untouched, and sealed in our boxes
beneath the melting plastic, getting harder for a heart to breathe,
Easier for it to turn cold and sleep, and think about the future,
and dream about something exciting, unafraid,
a real physical brave world to look forward to.
How I long for the physical..
While I drift past this world of safety and ignore your plea,
your comfort zone is too much for me,
I leave you behind in the dark of your lies to live ashamed of me.
Go on...make up a lie to cover and say nothing happened
between you and me,
because it would be the truth..
Toward a future I go unafraid,
toward something real...
just for me
that
I will not give up.