I lost myself
Thinking
That this
would be different.
That I was
finally free from its confinement
That this was
an entirely new environment.
That I
finally knew
what
would
make me
new
Now
,
i stand here
staring
at the summation of its
parts
Realizing
that this will always be
a part
of me
This can never be
apart
from me.
Because it’s everything
that I am
© Hudson Biko
This is more Abstract than some of the poetry I put out here. Some things can’t be ‘structured’.
hudson biko 