Another day, another memory
Another tear, another testimony
My heart breaks into a scream
I can tell its just another dream.
The dark lights, The monsters and the silence
My mistakes challenge me. The ambiance
chases after me as time hides the scars
which will not be erased because it mars.
Regret. How long have i been
clothed in it? The God who is not seen
should please turn away from the blood on my hand
while i bury my shame under a pile of sand.
My sins laugh at me. Another day is here
Another tear. The hurt is still near.
This post was submitted by Adesuwa Omeyimi Okoyomon.