• edakitimothy 16w

    heart, brain

    last night.

    -my heart said it feared rejection but my fingers edged on, my brain singing praises.
    - interesting person, her reply said but no.
    -broken thousand pieces, shattered fragments, smashed, walking on debris of a lost hope.

    morning.
    -heart is a heavy casket waiting to take its owner to an abyss.

    brain says, you go dey alright las las!

    ©edakitimothy