Cracks in my being
My heart was rippled by an earthquake
the flame in my life vanished,
then I had no cause to smile,
the melody of happiness had been
long forbidden now
I couldn't feel the magic anymore,
because her lips were no more there to kiss
because her eyes were no more
there to look into, fathom the power
she had
I wept eminently,
I never saw her again,
where did she go?
Well, I was blinded,
I couldn't see anymore,
then I had to camouflage my real being
with the creativity of many characters,
and I managed to do it
I became a walking cartoon,
my eyes were an optical pen drive,
copying whatever action I could
to cover my sad being
Full of so many weaknesses
and a broken fort,
I was totally destroyed
but with these immitations,
I was totally invisible,
but unlike venom,
to me, they were symbiotes
of deliverance
covering my shattered being,
I became an unexposed walking cartoon,
to a walking magnetic field,
I got attention
by being an immortal chameleon
Well, this was the extreme transformation
that the snare of heartbreak had lured me into
but I had no choice,
since I wanted no one to see it
Till I met friends,
who came and delivered me,
and they still are,
and they still will,
because they are friends,
in Utah.
By Kakraba Afful
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