My life secret part 1

MY LIFE SECRET PART 1

It has been ages this decade secret has been in my mind hunting me all day although no one knows about this, not even Daniel the man am rightly wedded to.

This has stand to be a stigma of my life.how do I explain this,how do I get them to understand this ?

Oh God help me. I won't have to keep this a secret any more. I need to free myself even if it means being caged by other but not definitely by myself.

This were the thought that beclouded my mind as I lay in the cushion watching a movie before my mind took me from the present to the past into the memory lane that keeps hunting me.

Was this actually my fault? Was I being so stupid? What would my husband think about me? Would he ever forgive me?

It wasn't my fault I said loud trying to justify my conscience but far from it,it failed to justify itself.

I immediately walked into my room straight to that boss that contain my life history .in a little diary was the secret that keeps tormenting me hidden but no one would ever get to know or understand that.

I brought the diary and begin to flip the pages till I got to the page that has sapped my joy and had made me live in fear for years.

I gazed so much on that inscription ,that little content I penned down on the night my world fell apart

ON BROKEN HYMEN.

A well crafted ,tailored and
Mountainous heap of fear,
Have left me in the tangle
Of web I cannever escape from.
Thunder,storm and rain
Spat out of your tongue that night,
Not for once did your breadth fail
Your blasts of rhyme
Tore through the nights
And left lips drooling.
We swapped lines
On broken hymens and hearts
On politricks and poetics.
Thunder,storm and rain
Groaned in your groin
You spared no tale
You smooched the night with sonnets
And sauntered off
Into the pantheon of gods.
You left your beer unfinished
You left your mark as my generations vexed voice,
You the underground demon.

Going through that little poem sent more tears to my already heavy eyes that has gone blurry.
No more games,no more secret I said to myself as I sprang up ,cleaned my tears and took a glimpse of my dear face on the mirror at the wall.

You are strong,you are beautiful,you can do this I said aloud to that image on the mirror.

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