October 01, 2014

My body moves from side to side to the natural reggae vibes,
Another song begins to play and I try and not to cry,
I'm stuck in a moment away from time as I sit with silence of pain,
I'm haunted by a heavy burden like a deep old dirty stain,
My heart is crying, "Run away! Please hear me out! I don't want to pretend anymore!"
"They've hurt you good. They've hurt you well. What are you letting them do that for?"
"Smile love," I tell myself...Don't make it any obvious,
I'm on cloud 9 and I dare not try to let it be conspicuous,
One day I asked Dear God to protect me from those who may hurt me,
Later on I realized, I drifted away from my own Family...