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TOO MUCH

 
Why is it so easy to say I’m fine?
Hardly do you ever think about it,
Effortlessly, it slides from between your lips.
Especially,
When all that lies around you is witness to the total opposite.
Seasons really never last forever,
There are those when the party just won’t stop
Then others when silence invades, the kind like pin drop.
A silence to kill or a silence to heal,
A silence that kills, echoes various unheard voices,
Screaming piercingly on the inside...
The result... is a temporary brain freeze.
Silence that heals fabricates unheard melodies,
Calm, gentle that are soothing to the soul.
I then wonder and it dawns... this is just too much
Or is it?
 
Do I fear too much? Do I care too much?
Do I worry too much? Do I question too much?
Do I think too much? Do I foresee too much?
Do I trust so much?
And if I do, will I hurt, just a little too much?
Do I wonder too much? Do I give too much?
Do I expect too much? Have I loved too much?
Is there anything such as loving too much?
Was it love in the first place?
Or was I out to erase the loneliness,
One that was too much?
Do I hide too much? Or I’m I open a little bit too much?
Though I promised to be authentic,
Even when the truth seems too much
To bare one’s shoulder even when the weight is too much
Though this one thing hurts, it’s called ‘The Truth’
 
It hurts,
Yes the truth hurts, a little too much
But the opposite does worse
It ruins your inner being and causes damage that saddens one very much
Or as I may say... a little too much
Maybe I’m just a little bit too much.
Maybe I’m sickened by the silence, very much.
Maybe I miss being part of constructive noise, a little too much
And the effects lay evidently on my tongue
From the expressions I inscribe endlessly
A little too much you may say
Maybe I’m over reacting, just a little too much
Or maybe, just a little bit too much isn’t really too much...
It’s the reality of how things are
And oh how I wish they’d change sooner for the better
If not, then enough with the worrying,
It’s high time I became the go getter.
©namwano

Comments

  1. Anonymous28 May 2014 at 07:01

    😊😊.... I can relate ... Kwanza thinking of loving kumbe ni loneliness tu unatoa ... Nice piece

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  2. Unknown28 May 2014 at 11:52

    I have listened to this spoken word somewhere. Thanks for putting down the words. Keep writing gal!

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  3. Unknown28 May 2014 at 20:03

    Magnificent!!!

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  4. Hilda29 May 2014 at 00:17

    wonderful, love it

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  5. wageni29 May 2014 at 06:51

    When and where are you performing this spoken word?
    Words from the soul...

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    1. Namwano (Nash) Shichende20 June 2014 at 09:26

      Hopefully soon... I need that courage to actually speak. lol.. though thanks a lot

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  6. Anonymous29 May 2014 at 10:44

    Too much of a good read, when is the last time i said truthfully how i felt. I really identify with this! totally do!!!!!

    Nice nice nice!!!

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  7. Anonymous29 May 2014 at 11:33

    i love the bit about loving too much and being open too much...sometimes i wonder if i am that way.i like this piece.Good job,Namwano.

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  8. Unknown29 May 2014 at 13:56

    Wow! awesome wisdom....

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  9. Silvia Kadima29 May 2014 at 17:40

    You have a way with words GIRRRLLL!!!!

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  10. Unknown29 May 2014 at 18:02

    Our very own Maya A. An Intense piece capturing the myriad of emotions and internal contradictions that sometimes define who we are or who we do not want to become. Write on..and yes a performance is a great idea.

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    1. Namwano (Nash) Shichende20 June 2014 at 16:00

      Thank you so much... will definitely keep the performance in mind. Asante sana.

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  11. Unknown30 May 2014 at 16:16

    Deep stuff man! The best you is all we ask. Always here for u babez!

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  12. Esther Neema31 May 2014 at 13:56

    Deep words love as always :D :D :D

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  13. Namwano (Nash) Shichende20 June 2014 at 09:21

    Thank you... Blessings.

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  14. Words on Fire13 September 2014 at 17:34

    Why hadn't it seen this? I relate perfectly to this...awesome piece work

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