tcndangana posted: " Busi,I now know the rhythm of your snoring because sleep has become alien to me. I have tried to erase the memory of Chamu's death but it has been glued on my mind. I have tried to console myself that it will get better but I guess it is too early to tel" The Baobab
Busi,I now know the rhythm of your snoring because sleep has become alien to me. I have tried to erase the memory of Chamu's death but it has been glued on my mind. I have tried to console myself that it will get better but I guess it is too early to tell.
How do you bounce back when you held your lover in your arms for the last time.?Watching life slowly creep away from his body with your dress covered in blood on your way home from a memorable birthday date.
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You think I enjoy lying in this bed? I do not find joy in wearing pyjamas drenched in tears all day. If you were kind enough to ask maybe you would have realised that I am confused. I do not have the strength to go on. My heart literally stopped beating when his heart stopped beating too.
I cannot begin to explain the physical and emotional pain I felt when Chamu's mother slapped me right across my face at the scene. It was when I pucked and no one rubbed my back that it dawned to me that our little secret would received a lot of mixed emotions and feelings.
Who would believe me if I told them that I was carrying Chamu's mother? Mai Chamu blames me for her son's death and that is a scar that I will live with for the rest of my life.
Busi, if you were in my shoes would you wish for a car to run you over or to just die in your sleep?
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