this hollowness i fill with comfort food
if i would just shut up and appreciate my present
moment in time
i am surrounded by luxury and opulence
my life is easy like sunday morning
yet i complain what i don’t have
like some stupid bitch
should i apologize for my poetry
not being uplifting
sorry
but my soul writes to relive the pain
someday when my life is filled with
love and light
you will feel my words shining
in your face
and see the other side of this moon
ZONGS OF ZAMZARA 