“There are no limits. There are only plateaus. And you must not stay there, you must go beyond them.” ~Bruce Lee
I had a moment where I felt frustrated. I had this rush of anger and worry on my current situation. It was as if I had not experienced any growth. All I could think of was to flush out my setbacks in words. And to remind myself to enjoy the process and not to hasten the destination.
Playing the music on the keyboard
In tune with the out pour of my soul
My heart is weeping
My mouth is heavy
Too much to carry
I can’t speak
Nor comprehend
The fog of my entity
Dust beneath my finger nails
Rippled smoke in my sight
I can’t see far
I don’t know how distant I am
From my dreams
From my desires
I feel my back bent over
Scraping the harvest
Seeds falling over
Crushed by the stones
Reaping no more
I feel confusion
Voices harboring
Creating a nest in my head
As I lay to rest
To feed off the silence in the night
Slumber becomes a privilege
I hear thunder of sorrows
Worlds I can’t control
Lungs Collapsed
Breathing shortened
One.. Two.. None
I see fear
Of what tomorrow may be
Visions of blood
Taste of regrets
I see shadows
They haunt me
They hold me in their arms
Nurture my doubts
Suckle me
Till my mind is trained
To believe
That this is it
This is all there is
I see progress in a diamond shape
I wear it on my chest
A reminder
That chaos too shall pass away
©Kihek
Kimberly Ihekwoaba 