AREA CODE.
Art : Flamingo…
By Sakuan.
Where I rest, where I get all that I need to function, everyone I know is here, this is where I exist, this is where my story begins, will it also end here? If I am not careful, this will be my end. My father made sure I could be better by bringing me here, I feel like I failed him; he tried so hard, and yet here I am not doing anything about it, but is that even true? I am battling with myself on this, it is all a matter of perspective, sometimes I feel like I am on the right path and sometimes it feels like I have completely lost the plot, I could bury my face in a pillow and scream my heart out, but after a few seconds I am back to a reality of either doubting myself or feeling good about where I am at in life. Trying to tell or decipher which thought is the right one is the problem, should I say “right” and instead of using problem should I say ‘challenge”? I wonder. I can’t dwell in thinking without doing so what I do is keep on doing what I think is the right thing to do, so far I can’t say it has failed me because I am still alive, I am here, I can wonder, I can ponder, I can say everything under the sun but at the end of the day I am left with the man in the mirror.
I don’t know the man in the mirror, I can’t quite understand his issue, sometimes he looks at me and smiles and sometimes he looks at me with disappointment, and when that happens I don’t usually know what to tell him, all I can do is look down in shame, but sometimes I know the thing to tell him and he smiles back at me, I wish that happened more often. A clear mind is all I can wish for, I can’t ask for it because the man in the mirror doesn’t know how to hand it to me, the man in the mirror has something in his eyes, I can’t pin point I.
No matter what I do or say, the man in the mirror always assures me that everything is going to be okay. The times that I think are tough he always tells me they will pass. For some reason I believe him because he has kept me alive for this long, and let alone the fact that he knows me better than anyone else.
By Nu Nazareth.
