UN-TRUSTING HURTS

My television is filled with flies

So my ears can’t stand the buzz

Those piles of emotions

Causing your heart’s corrosion

Can freely pass through my tunnels

So why hoard them until they turn into a filthy fountain

Overflowing in-out-in of you?

How is this heart of mine faring?

Have you had thoughts of this viewer’s hurts?

Viewing as your television is infested by booze flies

Oh how tiresome!

Oh how painful!

Oh how knifely it cuts through my belly

Oh how murderous!

Oh horror betrayals!

Oh what an emission of trouble so contagious!

Just die and let me trail your soul

Tags love, PAIN, POETRY.

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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