Step by step I race up these stairs,

Pains,promises and prejudice have all been set free,

I think,I may?mere words to face my fear,

That lamp,our night stand,they all remind me of how it used to be.

Follow me into the dark,sweet whisper.

I didn't walk but ran with my eyes firmly shut.

The silence and pain makes it linger.

My heart in fine pieces,perfectly cut.

Abeg na beg I dey beg,make una help poets dey make front page na..I dnt wanna throw jabs oo

fear? I love the mental pictures and imagery

alfredolski:
fear? I love the mental pictures and imagery

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