Hamba!

I can’t speak for love anymore,

Your’s was let’s say disappointing my heart breaking

you are forgetting how you said you’d never leave…Hamba! Go

So I can forgive myself for the thinking there was something

you were my everything I was your nothing I won’t blame

myself for your harshness. Who is this? Who is this women I became?

So weak and so afraid…

You make me weak, weak, weak, so weak, that I weep.

You make me weak, I can’t even breath. So weak my soul bleeds.

Head bowed my face, in my hands gutless, senseless complex situations that eave me broken

Hard to admit choosing my mistakes these bruises you see are soul deep

I was bartered self-esteem in broken pieces, scattered

I’m past the hatred but my mind is still pretty much wasted. Hamba! Go

By: Kelebogile Salemane

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