Stressed, suicidal, depressed.You need it — all under one roof — we got it
Supermarket like Nakumatt.
I’ve been down the road,
Over the bridge,
Down the way and I heard ’em say,
Nothing’s ever promised tomorrow today
I love her 😍,
But I’m not, really,
You see me trapping because I’m trapped,
You feel me hurting,
Thanks for the like instead of the telephone call,
Thanks for sharing it all 🙏🏾
I was out and with nothing to nurse my fall,
I could only end up in a crawl,
And after all-owing,
I had nothing left when I got something.
Nothing left and you still thought we had something?
I cried about you and lied we were good 😊,
I don’t want to be rude but it’s fucked how you’re the dude,
I’m in my feelings all the time and that’s not you,
Which is probably why I love yours so much so,
It comes from a place of unfamiliarity and uncertainty,
But it’s as genuine as your smile when you’re at the marina with the roomie.
I love you. You are as free and liberating as this free writing.
In all the darkness I thought only of you.
Remember when I said it in that hotel in Dar,
Telling you (in brief) long tales of how far,
We came and hurt we became and I could only in those times think of your name.
And still you play the game,
Because really you know your emotions you intentionally tame,
Really you know you love and have a heart but want to tell me you’re hard.
But I’ll deal 😷
I came prepared, mask on,
I’m here for the long haul,
Let’s play ball 🏀
I love you and I’m unafraid to say it
If I died right then (remember then and THEN), I’d be okay with it.
There, I said it.
Yours in perpetuity,
Whether you choose to see me and be with it is up to thee,
Evans Mbora Campbell
PS: Just Me