For a second there, I forgot why I'm supposed to let go of you..
I forgot how hurt I used to be..
I forgot how I was put to sleep..
I forgot how I was never supposed to wake up nor feel..
For a second I forgot how I used to see myself through your crystal eyes...
And yet I forgot how I used to shed tears through mine..
For a second I forgot why I'm supposed to be happy as opposed to being shattered..
For those crystals were truly shattered..
For a second I forgot how I was hugged with courage, kissed with a smile and pierced with a knife...
I forgot why I chose you, for it is not you that deserves I..
But for eye to see who you really are whereas it got me in a critical condition 'cause IsawU..
For a second I forgot what it was like to be bliss..
I forgot what it was like to be myself..
Strong, passionate, ambitious and independent..
Oh, I forgot what it was like to be genuine..
Just for a second...
About Me
- b3autY_sPot
- Pretoria, Gauteng, South Africa
- I grew up in the dusty streets of Soshanguve, a township in Pretoria; South Africa. Grew up with my mother who is an amazing woman that raised my brother and I all by herself. For curiosity reasons, my parents are divorced and my mother is just amazing enough to look after the both of us. I found out at a young age that I'd lost my sister and faced with numerous other challenges growing up, poetry was my way out. That played a big role in who I am today and has earned me a few achievements,the biggest being granted the opportunity of being a published poet in an Anthology called "Daybreak" and having earned other achievements and also making a start of writing for a few artists and producers. I'm too a daughter, a friend, an aunt, a blessing, a miracle, a lyricist, and therefore, a lyrical miracle. I'm not unique because I'm not like everyone else 'cause everyone's unique... Get me?? I love music, i love drama, i love basketball (i DO play it but I'm no player), I love my mother, I love myself and my first love, i love poetry...
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