By: Adwoa G. Darko
Air, drenched with a thousand icicles pierces my sanity.
The strong winds blow around ropes that make torturous imaginations a reality.
My integrity has been slashed into pieces
An animal with no grace.
Look at me!
See what you have turned me into.
Remember this face?
It asked for help once
Spit, mixed with mud is what I got
It dried off and created the perfect facade.
Deception works better than honesty -
That’s what you taught me.
We dig my hole together.
You poison what is left of my honesty
And I gladly accept it.
You have no idea what is coming your way
I silently observe you
You boast and talk confidently about how you enjoy the misery of others.
I will show you what misery is
We are still digging the hole, are we not?
You tangle me in so many ropes
You strip me of my sanity
And eat out my heart with your crow’s beak.
Strings of your sins hang off me
It’s not your fault; it is mine because I allowed it.
Then again, you have drenched my feathers with your filth
Taking away my freedom.
The facade breaks
Revealing the face of your reject.
You grimace and tighten the ropes around me
You smile as you kick and roll me to the pit we dug together.
“Arrggg!” You scream as I dress you with your broken pride
It’s not so nice to be in my shoes, now is it?
You taught me too well;
Next time, you will think twice.
In you bid to sink me into the treacherous pit,
I send you into the pits of suffocating horror.
Don’t be surprised; we built it together, remember?
Can you hear the sounds of rushing water?
It is called redemption.
If you can detangle yourself from your hideous nature,
You might be able to find it.
Hurry, for there is no time.
I sealed off the hole with mortar
So every bit of your wrong doings,
Dies in that pit.