Tell Me, I Will Do It Poem by Keith Anastase KAMOSSO

Why does it feel like my words are not enough for you?
Just like you don't want to open your eyes to see my face?
My presence to you seems like a waste of breathe
My voice sounds unwanted in your ears
Truth is a nightmare of the hours of darkness
You hear Reality as thieves voices in the middle of the night
What do I do to make you believe?

When I came to you with deep apologies the other day
To you it was resembled to stepping on the fresh wound
My sorry spirit was rejected before it was even delivered
My tears to you meant nothing but lies
Did you at least think for a second about your heart?
That you promised forever no matter what

Every time I seat by the window I ask myself
Why it is not possible to open up the heart and read what's in it
Would it be enough for you to bleed out so you believe me?
Or maybe if I hang myself and leave a note of apology,
While reading Will you believe my words,
When I said I am sorry of hurting you?

You know my heart better than anyone else
You felt it when you said you love me
Why don't you want to feel how fainting it beats now?
Somehow I can feel it stopping on the inside
Even though on the outside I seem strong but
My muscles are so feeble right now
Did you forget that you were my strength?

Think about us at the first kiss
The passion we felt at the first touch
The bond when we held hands
Palm to palm, chest to chest, toe to toe
Wasn't enough for to see it in my eyes that I was truly devoted?

Maybe someday you will see all this like slide in your eyes
When you heart will crave for real love,
When your body long for for a tender touch,
The moment your lips will yearn for a soft deep kiss,
The moment you soul will desire the happiness feeling
Maybe you will see that even now I am sorry for what I put you through
That I was truly devoted
That I still want you so bad after everything

Don't feel guilty that I said this
It's not your fault and it was never yours to suffer
I guess that's what happens when you love someone
And you whole life is hanged by a threat of losing that person
But even though you scream you seem not to make a sound
Like it's just a message in the bottle
But that bottle is lost in the ocean of confusion
But please my love,
I pray to gods that someday you might see the light
And find it possible to love me back