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AGONY

TEARS

To my smiling plea, they wouldn't heed.
To my agony,there was no remedy.
The hurt that flooded my soul had soon entered into the boat of my thoughts and sank it.
Who was ready to listen to the raging sounds of my pains!
Who was ready to give flesh to those thoughts clouding my thinking?
Who was willing to pull my hand from this land of sorrow?
I am slowly drowning in those figment of my human mind.
Those thoughts had finally gotten a flesh and turned into a monster.
Who would have thought that the joy of a bride taken to the alter would turn into the pain of a bull dragged to the slaughter,
How could my reason to live ,turn into my reason to die?
I was left with a broken heart and a bruised face.
The Angel I was once happy to find was now the Demon I was scared to keep.
My home had gradually turned into a boxing ring where all his boxing activities took place, and I became to punching bag.
All my warm welcomes turned into "Varcame" in his ears,
I soon became a shadow of myself, I slowly lost my voice, value and worth.
And soon did my kids lose their Dad and their mum.
Daddy became a monster and mummy a dummy.
Could his physical abuse be his way of showing his love?
Could I have been the one to have awoken this monster?
This is a bond that lasts for éternité
This has become a cage that I couldn't break out from even if I had the key.
I had become a bird in an Open cage that couldn't fly out because of a broken wing,
This is captivity in freedom
To my smiling plea, no one heeded
And to my agony there was no "rimedio"
  By Emonbeifo Eseosa Gift Eliora
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