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Love And Accusations
Love and Accusations.
I hope my voice haunts your dreams whenever you close your pretty eyes, I know that I’ll be putty in your hands when you start telling your silly lies. I hate how much I love you and how it kills me that you know, your love is like a poison penetrating me very slow.
Remember how your nails painted portraits on my back? The wounds still haven’t healed – they’ve just turned from purple to black. An irreplaceable love or so it may have been – you possess a smile not even the Gods have seen.
But now you’re just a stranger who greets me now and then, I hope you see the emotions flowing through this pen. If pain is like a tattoo then love must be the ink – the artist must be broken or maybe crazy, I think.
I turned into a Devil when I saw hell in your eyes – giving you my love was the ultimate sacrifice. I gambled with my soul and lost it to a stranger, and now I roam aimlessly – call me the lonely ranger.
I know that he can’t love you the same way that I did – I know my wishes are selfish and I sound like a sobbing kid. But let my words be laminated or even carved in stone – I hope that karma visits you and never leaves you alone.
Mpho Lebohang Mokhele
05/11/2014
I had no inspiration behind this piece, I just needed to write. Sometimes I just need to write.
