I’m sorry you were alone when the faces drifted away.
When your days got stolen and good nights emptied.
Just a vessel that you God, abandoned.
Someone who gave up her soul before she was given one.
Where were you when she asked to remember?
Why did you punish her when all she did was repeat your name in prayer?
Lord, her story deserved a better ending.
At least, you could have allowed her to say goodbye to her favourite characters.
But, I bet she forgave you too, after paying a toll at the gate.
Not for herself…
Writing is a huge part of my life. I eat, sleep, and breathe it. I consider it not only my passion but also my therapy. I’ve collected a lot of paperback journals over the years, and while they have served their purpose in allowing me to collect my thoughts, feelings, and emotions of the world around me. I knew there’d come a day when it wouldn’t be enough, I knew I had to start sharing my work in the digital universe. Transcribe this world of ours through my eyes. One way I can do that is through my poetry.