Babalwa Mbalula

(1988-01-09 / king william's town)

this can only drive me crazy


never not even in a million years
would i have thought that i would
feel like this
loving so intensely
that it scares the living
hell out of me
never have i felt like this before
leting you into my picture perfect
loveless life
which was perfect the way
it was
now i'm scared, scared you'll get
bored and run
it's driving me crazy just
thinking about it
please it's a plea
don't crash this fragile
glasslike heart of mine

Submitted: Saturday, September 23, 2006
Edited: Saturday, September 18, 2010

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  • Vallerie Lobell (9/23/2006 10:04:00 AM)

    I can relate to this poem...you spoke just how I am feeling now....very good write...the title caught my eye.....Vallerie (Report) Reply

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