The bleeding heart by precious Onuche.
Cheerful and a loving girl I used to be…
Family and friends were all around to support me…
But how long do you think this will last?
I guess, y’all just watch and see.
I had Loving parents,who gave me everything I ever wanted…
Earthly angels, who were willing to catch me when I fall…
Role models I see in them, and never had I wished,
For more better parents than them.
The last child I came to the family to be..
With two loving brother’s, who always stood by me..
Life!! I tell you was beautiful,
But not until the nightmare started.
Oooo!!! I used to remember how
Often we all go out to have fun…
But sadly!!,all that is way past gone.
For I tell you this!,
With tears in my eyes….
I watched as the cold hands of war snatched my joy away…
Not a thing left!
Or a soul spared!
The only survivor I was.
And at a very young age,
I was tagged an independent soul.
I lived every seconds of life,
Like I was dying..
Hands to mouth I fed..
Tattered cloths was all I wore…
Family friends I trusted,turned deaf ears..
And instead of accepting me, rejecting me was all they ever did.
Indeed my last hope
A father I saw in him
And then I gave it a try.
In turn, he took advantage of me,
He acted like an animal with no heart,
An act of mercilessness to the core,
Indeed Life’s been quite unfair.
And right now,
All I see in me,
Is just a girl..
Not just any girl..
But a girl,who’s
Been raped of her joy..
A girl who’s been raped of her dignity..
And all I ask now is,
“What else do I have to live for?” .
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