

21 DIARIES; 3AM CONFESSIONS
Muthoni Ivy@ivymuthoni709024
26 days ago
Deep breaths I hear, it’s a voice in my head, a yearning in my soul,
If I preach, my throat’s too dry, I’ll embarrass myself,
I’ll listen to my gut, Olivia Pope, what do you want?
If I sing, I demand to be heard,
If I draw, it needs to be seen,
If I write, read,
I dream because it exists,
If you’re lost finding purpose tie a rope to your leg,
If I don’t come looking, the world will,
You can sing but won’t?
How rude!
Then sing with me I ask,
Is it a fantasy really if it exists?
Maybe it is, maybe not
But what are those fleeting moments of a life you don’t remember living?
Nostalgic much? Can’t tell
Maybe I let my mind stray far away,
What’s the idle mind and you know whose workshop saying?
The cock crowed too soon, have I been up long?
One day it is 3 in the AM in your tiny room,
Rice and beans never tasted so good,
Moments that haunt me in the gym,
Next thing you’re clinging to a life that was, or a child that was…..
I can’t bear my own voice, why am I so fluent?
At 21, the world is not out to get you, or is it?
Before the current sweeps you off your feet, hold my hand as I write history,
For perhaps not today neither tomorrow,
But when the time is ripe, I shall perhaps be heard,
Sing along or don’t, it's play pretend,
When the world ends and my words ricochet,
I’ll be with my tribe, live and lie in peace
Because when you pay your dues early,
The world sings with you, as do the birds,
As does the cock that crows before my time is up,
When you know you know, but we can always call it fate,
Fate- such a word.
My time is up, I must allow the birds theirs,
After hours friends lingered a little longer today,
Or maybe it is the laced popcorns,
Maybe, just maybe, crazy looks so good.
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