FIST IN MY HEART

FIST IN MY HEART

The moment is here
No comments
Just me pleading
Or am just fighting to stay alive

I can feel the fist
My heart pumps in it
My soul feels it

Her hand around my heart
Waiting for a reason
Can she pull it out
Memories
That’s when I got lost

Sometimes I need
A break
Maybe stop breathing for a minute or two
Maybe it’s too much

Maybe it’s my time am tired
My soul feeling her fist around my heart
Pull it out already

I don’t know
What to think
What to say
She has to kill me
So I guess this is Goodbye
To all that I love

Her fist around my heart
This is my final hour
Final day
I hate her
Before she pulls it out

Dear poetry
I’ll forever be in love with you

JOSEPH OCHENGE

My name is Joseph ochenge am a great spoken word advocate and a poet ... Stage performer And a writter.

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