A somber tale told through verse

Drawing by Adele Aava

That night,

Just out of shower,

Thinking how I hated you,

And wished u slaughtered,

I walked straight to you;

I hugged you and kissed your neck,

So close to your shoulder,

Just where I wished you beheaded,

And said to your ear,

That I loved you.

What a big lie!

What a disgrace, to my wounded soul!

To the innocent body you called sick

And lame,

Yeah…

He roused me from my sleep;

I got up startled, waves of terror sweeping through me, my heart racing.

Soon I knew,

behind the darkness befalling me,

was the shadow of your wicked hand.

Jealousy brewed in your heart,

hatred poisoned your words.

you branded me sick,

plotted for my absence…

That night,

I said I loved you,

In your ear,