self exile

by chizoba
I am and was a battered lamb
on a journey to self exile
seeking sheltet.freedom.vengance
oh the smell of freedom
so tempting
so alluring
so sweet

They think
I must have been misled
taken unwise decisions
they think I stray
but no
I do not stray

Rather
betrayed.injured
pushed out
into the cold dark night

Alone
in a world of my own
fighting for what is called
survival
a strong will I posses to
defeat.conquer
and show myself capable

Suddenly
the voice from the past
echoes in my present
ignites the hurt
buried in my memory
sliding mybody back wards
in retreat
to a path that had once
led to home

But I am enraged
in times of adversity
where had my protectors journeyed
perhaps
in the darkest time in my life
I was thrown alongside myself
fighting my own battle

No
I did not drown in the sea
I did not choke in the crowd
my feet were frozen
to the ground
to keep me from falling

And now
how dare they speak to me
of consideration.consolation
and counseling

Now home calls back
a call back
to comfort zone
I am weakened
by the ferniliar smell of comfort
but if comfort
drains all that is in me
and causes water fountain
streaming my face lines
I want comfort no more

I am of a strong personality
a strong heart
a strong will

How dare they pretend to care
they say I shine
they say I change

Yes
I want change
I remain I self exile
ruling my world.




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rekhanshiraghava

rekhanshiraghava

August 13, 2015 - 13:46 Soft and gentle poetry with loads of emotions.... extremly nyc....
chizoba

chizoba

August 13, 2015 - 21:13 I am so glad you enjoyed it rekhansshiraghave.thanks
samewriter

samewriter

August 13, 2015 - 18:12 there are some typos but the emotions are so strong and I can truly feel feel it. nice one chizoba, keep up :D
chizoba

chizoba

August 13, 2015 - 21:14 am chizoba.it an igbo name.thanks for reading.I will make improvements.it actually my first publish
samewriter

samewriter

August 14, 2015 - 16:53 haha, of course. keep up..
Dahmie

Dahmie

August 14, 2015 - 15:50 its good...............very very nice
chizoba

chizoba

August 14, 2015 - 18:53 thank you dahmie
Dahmie

Dahmie

August 15, 2015 - 15:00 you can check mine out too, i bet u would like it
Iyare

Iyare

August 14, 2015 - 23:08 I am moved by your poem, more grace Chizoba
chizoba

chizoba

August 14, 2015 - 23:23 thank youbl lyare
Dahmie

Dahmie

August 15, 2015 - 15:00 you nigerian right?
chizoba

chizoba

August 15, 2015 - 22:21 yes I am nigeria and are u nigeria too? thank you for reading.I will definitely read yours.
Dahmie

Dahmie

August 22, 2015 - 15:43 Is there a way we could converse, just to share ideas.

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