Perfect Strangers – Evgeni Amukwaya


The world grew quiet.
Still I can’t seem to understand why no one could see my hands as I signalled for help.
Screaming at the top of my vocal cords as I tried to subside the agony that was brewing inside of me.
Too blind to see how it was killing me. Draining blood from every vein and artery.

How I wish you could become a part of me.
Fill the empty void in my heart so I wouldn’t feel so lonely.
Because misery loves company.
And I’ve seen a part of you that I would want to make a part of me.
So maybe you can restore some of my sanity and bring me back to reality.

By your side is where I want to be.
Even though I don’t know you.
And you don’t know me.
But maybe….This is meant to be.

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