I need us to sit

In chairs that will fit

And speak abjectly

Because I am bereft of happiness

And I can see the clouds of sadness hanging on your head


Forget the pain

And think of what we stand to gain

We’ve cast aspersions, loathed for public viewing

We’ve sat in wild silence on painful needles,

Let’s take our prideful clothes off now


I think we’re glued in spirit

Seeing as we’re here in full and not in a pit

Through the storms from me and you

Since we’re blown to so many miles

And are still together, I know emptying our hearts will make things right


There’s everything left

And nothing taken because I know none of us left

From my end, I know you are the one

From your eyes I see I’m the one

So please sit and let me sit


Pour it out

Pour it all out

And lets kiss and build

To lift this heavy burden

Which sits comfortably on us

  Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014


By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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