I will not stress over things I couldn't control,
Things no longer have a chokehold on me,
Like how your words has me gasping for air that night,
But I hope to know,
my name hurt to roll off your tongue if you ever speak of such evil of me.
YOU ARE READING
Lessons Learnt and mistakes made
PoetryI hope god forgive us for the mistakes we had no choice in doing but to do so for your own survival, amen
