Pettles in Joburg

Pettles in Joburg

A vacuum of dispair...
    not without love.
It darkens horizons,raging
against consequence with a
seemingly endless void
from above.

Visions, dreams and grey
thoughts.....they drug my
intentions.....my life.
Seeping into the souls connected...not only by
love ....but by strife.

What will it take to apprehend this thief of
the mind?...
This soul sucking monster,
my very gut it does grind.

Burried deep inside the vast
shimmerings of my being...
Something...blooming and
shattering the dark....
Colourful rain...the smell of
sweet flowers...the hope of true gain.

My pettles in Joburg, my strength and my rope...
I will love you forever....my
thoughts you provoke.