Yimmie broke me once, i wont let him break me twice, i gave myself pep talks suppressing the tears fight to pour down I was tired of crying. I walked home looking like the lead character in an horror movie.
Washed down mascara blood, stained clothes, clouded eyes, guilt, sadness. Once again i was a mess. I walked into our compound walking into the front door.
Ade was playing video games up stairs I could tell by the sound effect and his yells as he made Shola laugh and i could hear Shola cackling and giggling.
I figured they were having fun, was too down to be around all those laughter. I might end up crying and I could not involve them in what was going on in my messed up life right now.
I crouched on the sofa, rolling into a ball, as I cried...
I woke up with an uneasy feeling
