The Empty Cup Of Death Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

She looked up the sky
And she thought it was falling on her
She was inside a dream with no windows
And she could see herself suffocating
She wished for rain
To come and wash her dream away
To dilute her pain
And make it bearable
It's not that she fears darkness
She has been there before
When she lost her beloved mother
But this time it was different
The sky was too dark
And the sun was charred
The moon was nowhere to be found
She was all alone in this burnt out life
She was at the edge of her lifeline
She wanted to let go
To be free from pain
To be empty of sorrow
She was tired of holding onto Hope
She had given up on Love
She had torn her faith to pieces
She was ready
To undress herself
And pour out her Spirit
Into the empty cup of death

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