Submissions by Mzembe

I always spin a coin to decide which
girl's heart to win, never thought of
it as a sin, but with you it was different.

It is not my fault that I fell for you, you
tripped me and together we committed the
perfect crime, where I stole your heart
and you stole mine.

It started as a fling then you invited me to
sing the song of spring with you, saying I was
your king made me want to buy you a ring and
place you next to my wing.

We were never meant to be, we just happened and
now your melody has became my remedy for when
I’m hurt...

In the space of time we lose our pace, fall out of place and fail to win the race.
For some tears are the only comfort because they bring warm memories with them, memories of the good old days before things went wrong, before she belonged to someone else and before everything became nothing. Life is known by some as a joyous thing but for us, the broken hearted, the suicidal, life is just another hurtful moment. How do we change all that when everything is wrong, where do we start and when do we take a break? Who do we tell or complain to when the source of our being turns out to be the...