Tale of a survivor (chapter five) 

​Well so much for long talk hours, she was supposed to help me deal with this feelings, to fix me. But she took the cap off the bottle and dismissed me. And as I slept that night, two words echoed in my head Violated, deleted. It was morning again and I hoped for a better…

DE-PRES-SION 

I really have tried to let go off you  But it would seem that our match  Was sanctioned by cupid himself  Took me by surprise  Creeped in at my darkest moments  Became one with my thoughts  Set boundaries for my life  Limited my association and acquaintances  Told me what I should be  Took my hand…

Breathing by Imperial Mide

​Breathing… It all started with dodo..  My love for dodo is highly embarrassing. Forget the big boy and the fine face and the classy poise…Dodo is bae.. Dodo doesn’t ask silly questions.. Dodo doesn’t ask for much… Dodo doesn’t even doubt your love for her..😍 The plantains On Oau campus must have come from heavenďż˝…🙏These…

Untitled by IDesireDeath

I’m in a desert And so are you My soul’s melting and Your eyes are running out of tears Soon I’ll be nothing but sand And your veins will hold my blood. Open your eyes, Look up to the sky Feel the heat Tearing out your eyes You need me fast But you’ve lost faith…

SACRILEGE

We live our lifes Either consciously or not Believing in one supernatural being Different from each other Yet the message the preach the same

My life’s Irony

I don’t have time to have time I don’t have the will to have zeal I am not strong enough to feel strength I haven’t been cold enough to appreciate warmth.

#wayupifeelblessed…

My dilemma

Ever felt so empty? Like a thousand questions spiraling in your head Yet no hope for even just one answer yet you feel so certain, that it all comes down to one thing.

TALE OF A SURVIVOR (chapter 4)

‘How do you feel? ‘ Her office was more like an interrogation room, it lacked colour and everything was either grey or ugly. I saw why her patients made rapid improvements, no one could stand her office for long. And so just like in the movies, I was laying on a long ugly grey couch…

Michelle’s memoir (chapter one /part one)

Darkness, silence, and stillness all that I could feel. Was I alive? Could I breathe? I was not even sure if I was experiencing some sort of afterlife. The question was how the hell I got there. “Hell isn’t some devil in red trying to beat your soul into submission, neither was it filled with…

Tale Of A Survivor : chapter 3

‘this pikin no go kill me oh*’ Mama kept on repeating this words like someone out there was going to blame her for Ivie’s situation. We had been in the hospital for three hours and not a single word about her from the doctors. I was too shocked to notice what part of her body…