"I Am Naked" written by J.Y. Frimpong & Eden Akwasi King

 

 

To scrape a thousand shields off my body,

To break my skin into tiny pores

Is not enough to render me bare.

Though my clothes be torn, ripped and peeled off me

Though the darkness covers me

And shallow my shame to a million depth below judging eyes,

It still is not enough to render me bare.

You see,

The guards that came with me up to behold right and wrong, life and living,

Left me just before I could crawl my knees up to the stage of being clothed.

So I am naked.

Naked of life and of living

 

To betray me like I was an old blue jeans,

To leave my heart broken into a million stars by telling me lies

And naming yourself my best friend

Is just not enough to break me down

Though, I look lonely and miserable in the festival of love and friendship

Though you might have turned the sun away from me

And have left me cold like I was the Prince of Pluto

Is laughably not enough to make me bare!

It just isn’t enough to make me a hopeless romantic

You know,

In the evening I shall beat my chest and cry for your touch

But the morning will come and all thoughts of you will be gone

I admit I am naked

I am naked of your love

I am naked of your friendship

 

Before you sought my tender tissues

To screw in your arrow sliced heart

I was way low on smoothness

I was not prepared to be ravaged

But I was ready for spillage

Because I was naked of love

I was naked of warmth

I thought you could win a chance at filling in spaces

Nature and being, had opened...

Now I still am

Naked of love. Naked of warmth.

You couldn't render me any barer.

 

Before you came walking in the silent nights,

I laid in pain begging for a respite

But there you opened the doors to my soul

And stole it whilst I stood watching

I begged that you would redeem me

By being my savior for the night

Yet you said killing me was an exquisite joy

But it so happens that at times death dies

And the gates of Hades are thrown open

Like the parted red seas

I got you on your knees

And I will no longer live my life

Hiding and pacifying your greed

I might be dead

But I am naked of death, my bones feel younger