Shock was the feeling I had when I saw you having sex with her on the same bed we shared.
I froze, thinking, so I was never enough?
You said, that bed was secured to us, and yet you stained our temple.
Fuck!! I'M A MESS
I'm fucked up totally
I need to drink too many shots of Cognac.
It feels like my heart is ripping out of my chest. The same girl you said was just like a sister to you. The same girl, you said I shouldn't worry about.
Watin you dey find for Fatima wey me your Shima no get.
Or maybe I'm overthinking everything no one understands the way I feel.
YOU ARE READING
Ocean Of Emotions
Poetrycollection of my poems. it may look like I am telling a story but it's all poem to me. Emotions poured out in words. I write to heal.
