I’m fine…I say it smile so that it sounds more convincing.“I’m fine! “I’ll probably chuckle just to make sure you don’t see the tears hiding this plastic smile that I have worn for so long. I have forgotten what my smile looks like.But I’m fine…You don’t need to ask me twice.I made it clear theContinue reading “I’M FINE, THANKS FOR ASKING”
Sometimes I cry. Sometimes I smile. Most times I’m hurt, broken and bruised. Other times I laugh, out loud in amusement of the lies I make myself believe. Some days are grey. Most days are true. This feeling ain’t new. But I pick up my pieces and try this again because sometimes one step isContinue reading “Some Days”
Deception is poison; Bound to kill its consumer, To be a snare to its bearer And to bruise them both. By : Phanuel Ayelum. ❤❤❤ Like this post if you liked it, Share and feel free to drop a comment… You can email me at phanuelayelum1@gmail.com Or follow me on the social media in theContinue reading “Deception (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”
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