Living Long Poem by VUSI CHRIS VENUS MALALA

The feeling of being lonely weakens the inner me What more can there be, if not the darkness in my eyes?
The feeling of the world on top of my shoulders, is only when I'm on top of the world
It's like everyone has turned their backs on me
But its me leaving them.
Life and the world is unfair to me (for a second I thought)
But it's me being unfair to the world and it's life

Like said real men don't cry, but it's fine to
Cried all my tears
Tried to live long but I can't make it longer
I'm suffocating
Drowning into the waters of distrust

I looked out for my friends but none is looking out for me now
No family, no friends and no one
No hope and no victory

Despite my problems, I shall rise
Despite my illness and weakness, I shall conquer
And at the end I shall emerge victorious, for I cheat life's threats,
Quit my addictions,
Speak my mind and sleep to dream of a world of mine own

Wipe out my tears as I wake up to realise that my dream was actually a nightmare of success
I prosper not because I'm strong but because I endured long

The pain is still lurking
Drop of blood leaks from mine eyes
The silent sounds echoed in my ears

I'm deaf but I can hear
I'm blind but I can see
Appearing to be physicaly strong, within I'm weak, destroyed with mass destruction, poor and low

Each problem gives me strength
Every challenge brings hope
And so my victories are worth cherishing
So shall I rejoiceth the fruit of my tears
And the seed of my endurance

At the end my Destiny will be fullfilled