Read with me

[Tshwane]

last week i was feeling so down and i wrote this.....

 

i feel like im cliff-hanging, holding on to slippery rocks

out of sorts is what my friends tell me i am

i'm tired of fighting shadows in the dark

my mind playing tricks on me

im tired of getting up before the count of 10

yet the referee will not stop the fight

throw in the towel you might see the light they say

but the towel is too wet to lift up

im sure i'll get stronger someday

but love and i are not friends anymore