I threw stones at the wall
Bullied it to speak
I saw bruises on its skin
Its paint is tender and glues

You know what I want
It's not wrong for you to say
This isn't earth, walls can talk
...shiny lips with no speech

Am I repeating same stones ?
I'm always sorry
I'm always begging
I'm always missing

I found a heart in the wall
With a low lifeless pulse
Before resuscitation...
I'll say I met her dead

Passion electrified
Still more stones coming
"Let me be" she echoed
But I must keep her alive


~TheAgba
#Fempire

Hmmm this guy..

miclez:
Hmmm this guy..

Spill it...