Bruised, injured, handicapped are her signature
Sadness, emptiness accompany her to bed each night
Closed her to awake in the fairy of her mystery
She build a wall of defence around herself
But lay crushed in her palace
In her closet of gold, is a crushed gem
Instead of a love shaped ornament
The future is bright but she find herself running away like the guilty one
She refuse to let in because she is scared of opening her tears
She refuse to let go be cause she is scared of bleeding from her tears
But how long will she let you tear her tears?
Your back to her face is her caterpillar
Your smile to her is her pillar
Fear of the unknown is her anthem
But you lay in the blossom of your comfort insensitive to the atmosphere she's in
She is letting go gradually but you recognized it not
She is a basket of bitterness yet still you do a refilling of more bitterness
She reaches out to you, you busy the connection
No one to turn to but her tears
Finally, Her Tears has become her companion.
Imaobong Ben Etuk
200 level
Genetics and Biotechnology
Akwa Ibom State University
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