Reaching Out From FUNAAB to The World

Wednesday 27 April 2016

NOT AT PEACE by HILDA IGEREH


Sunset darkens, steps are fading.
I'm drowning in my own tears, and if my heart can break... It would have the moment you denied my existence.


I dont hate you yet, at least I  hope I  dont, but things like this dont go unpunished.

You said "give me your hands and I'll lift you up" , but you drowned me deeply into that shell.
Slowly and bravely I  tell myself that I  can't do without a kiss from you.

 God knows why he gave you this eyes, I wish he'd take them back and make you suffer the way my heart is not at peace.
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