Pain, Poetry by Muthoni Ngige

Genre: Sad, Anger, Dark, Pain

Pain by Muthoni Ngige

I curse the day I saw your pain, undigested sadness, unexpressed anger, unseen truths as my own reflection.
I curse the paths we walked sharing our shadow freely, like friends on a confusing journey in time everyday.
I curse the thought to question your darkness, to want to set you free from your experiences
I realize it was my own projection.
I curse the bed where our scars crossed.
Where you brew colourful portions under Jezebels tongue to feed my lust everyday.
I curse the deep primal wounds that bridged our hearts,
mistaking unboundaried fusion with actual closeness,hiding in your presence such as I could not exist as a separate entity.
I curse the passion that caused our wires to get all mixed up
your reflection
My projection
everyday
Our wounds way of getting the best of us forms a destructive battleground.
I free you wound-mate
scar-crossed lover free yourself
This is not your destiny.
This is not my destiny.

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