Samkelisiwe_Sammy

As they say people come in your life for a reason if not for a reason for a season, if not for a season for a lifetime. My name is Samkelisiwe and   this is just the beginning.


I am not sure if I am depressed. I mean am not sad. But am not exactly happy either. I can laugh, joke and, smile. But sometimes when am alone at night I really forget how to feel.

The Journey Of Samkelisiwe Nzama

The Journey of Samkelisiwe Nzama has not been kind at all. I have lost and gained people I went through the journey with. The Maduwa guy is no where to found or rather called allow me to say seen. I have lost a companion a friend.


 The Journey of Samkelisiwe Nzama just kept on taking. I have even lost myself as Samkelisiwe Nzama, I just do not know who I really am now. But what matters is that I still breath and I do walk the journey despite everything.


Once upon a time, there was girl. She lived in village that no longer exists. That village was called The Journey of Samkelisiwe Nzama. It had a house that no longer existed, on the edge of the field that no longer existed, where everything was discovered, everything was Samkelisiwe Nzamas childhood. 


Where everything was discovered and everything was possible. A stick could be a sword in the village called The Journey of Samkelisiwe Nzama. A pebble could be a diamond, a tree a castle.


Once upon a time there was an angle who lived across the field, from a girl who no longer exist. They made up a thousand games. She was a queen and he was her angle from heaven. In the autumn light her hair shone like a crown. They collected the world in small handfuls, and when the sky grew dark, they parted with leaves in their hair.


Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering. Who was the Maduwa guy? Was he a friend, a cousin maybe or rather an imaginary guy?


And this is The Journey of Samkelisiwe Nzama. Walking away from people who put it down. Walking away from fights that will never be resolved. Walking away from trying to please people who will never see its worth.


From the above road walking towards the journey of Samkelisiwe Nzama it was clear that the sunset had not yet began. My soul could see tell that the vivid blue water of the world looked deceptively like paradise, but I knew that my journey was so icy it made my body recoil in shock.


I walked the length of The Journey of Samkelisiwe Nzama until I reached the large granite boulders. Once I reached it, I slipped off my organs and bounced over to the water edge while I sat down weeping.


It was not easy, the pain was unbearable, it was excruciating to even think I had to walk it alone. I had power that just came in and sat right through my tissues, it sat there and helped me go strong. I swear the power made a living in the body.
