Conflicted Poem by Lumko Msuthu

Beds of black roses,
Memorials of the lurking trouble the broken pieces pose.
Fractures of a dismantled locket,
Part of a scrapbook with an unkown truth dubbed in dirt.
Ornaments cremated aling with the past,
Like dried leaves succumbing to gravity.
Internal infernos with healing scars,
With a glitch in time causing a rift in reality.
Worn out photographs with petrified moments,
Barely hanging on the walls, dull and grey.
Recklessly paging through yesterday
Searching for the presence of a voodoo that may be delaying my breakaway.
Wondering through an internal maze,
With sketches of a life I mistakenly thought to be a phase, and erased.