Me Poem by kennedy musyoka
Me
Am a dead man walking, my heart has grown cold and loathin,
what i see around me feels so filthy, i wanna sleep and die slowly,
iv got no love for any being, lost firm track on my on well being,
a vessel of pain a broken piece of an art piece,
a cracked mirror with a lost piece,
a dead lamb a vultures feast, a heart whole with no beat,
am but a hole that has no known size deemed deep,
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