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MY CRIME
They looked at me
Frail, lying on he bed
Had been in that position
For as long as I could remember
Drips, Injections, Drugs
All found their way into my system
I couldn't say no
I needed to be strong again
But they kept draining me
They avoided eye contact
They rushed the treatment
It felt like a crime to be close to me
I didn't sting, or was I stinking
I was ashamed of myself
I blamed myself
My only crime was that I was sick
And it was my fault
I wish I could get better soon...
the tears wouldn't stop
Crying so hard
Saying to myself
One day, all will be fine
I will be okay
I won't have to cry again
All the pains will be gone
all the struggles will be no more
The shame will pass too
All these will soon be over
I will be free again
Then will I lift up my head
And take a breath of fresh air
I will be happy
And it will be called happiness without boundaries
I will be surrounded by those who truly care...


© Godsfavour Abaku