Ominously thunderclouds loomed
Counting days to when I'll be doomed
She's knocking again
The object of my nightmare
The reason I want to slit my veins.
Tattered and scarred
Staring at the dreams, she marred
Mama! Look at me,
I'm the mirror of what you never could be.
She wanted to be a hero
Turned my ten to a zero
Luckily she got snatched away
Dished out as hell's take away
Another misfortuned soul
Secretly on a quest
To fix my heart's hole.
Why bother at all
To bring me to this world
Loneliness now plays on call
Pushed to battle without a sword.
Just like...
a firefly carries its lamp
Her blissful goodbye encalved in my heart...
A stamp.
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FantasiA Collection Of Poems And Short Stories From The Best Writers At Lagos State University.
