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My World Faded Into Colour

By: JMMsafiri

By Josephine M'MsafiriPublished 5 years ago 2 min read

I stepped away for a moment—I began reliving my past an innocent child hurting; from the pain she had sustained. The torturous words left her subconscious—as the wounds on her body pained. Her heart torn into pieces—her dignity pushed away. She stood alone each day—no love had come her way; she began to watch her morals completely drift away. For faith and hope all seemed so far away—She tried to pull it together; She tried to hide away. Away from all this torture—but it just wouldn’t go away. She lived it every day—despite the battles foreseen; she still managed to live. How much could she bare—this all seemed so unfair. The apprehension of her presents became so much more clear. She began to shed a tear. She feared to speak—for that’s what got her beat. She feared to be loved—cause loved is what she’s never been. My past broke me; tore my heart apart; mending it together was the hardest part ever. Today I fear rejection—I fear discrimination—I am just a girl trying to find a new direction. Thinking about how I can live life for today—when will all these memories go away. I just want to be happy everyday and not have to cry in silence as my body drifts away. I want to express my emotions and not feel so numb; maybe one day I will be able to overcome ; all that I have surfaced—in that cruel cruel place.

My world was coloured-with blues and pink; as I watched my family grow. The world for me was not all rainbows—as I pondered on the unknown. I struggled my whole life—with the thought of being with a wife. I didn’t know how to tell him—as I became his entire life. The colours started to fade; black and white was all that was insight. All I wanted was to see a rainbow—a rainbow shinning bright. Red, orange, yellow, green—I let out a great big scream! This is not who I was; I’m a lesbian—that is who I am. It wasn’t until I grew the courage—to be who I was meant to be. That the colours of my rainbow—finally became complete. Now I sit under a bright rainbow—with my future wife in hand. I’ve got so much to offer. I’ve got a mind of an author.

The day that I met her—was like a dream come true. That special girl I longed for; had always been her. I’ve always had my guard up—that night she tore it down. I never had a voice—a quiet girl I was. But on that very night I got to be me—that me I had longed to see. She showed me what true love means—how worthy my life could be. For someone who barely knew me—loved me for me. No judgement came my way—that night I talked her ear away. Instead she held me tight and gave me kisses all night. Silent tears rolled down my face—as I thanked god for her grace. They say true love is hard to find—but I have found mine. I hope this journey last forever; for my life without her—is a life I wouldn’t want to pursue. For she is my today—my tomorrow and my forever. Her hand locks with mine—shivers run up my spine. I lived for this moment—the moment I finally feel fine. No more heartache or pain—I’m no longer going insane. She took away a little girls pain.

surreal poetry

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Josephine M'Msafiri

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