A rain of emotions.

The rain drops fall steadily on my windowpane, my tears fall in sync turning my pillow  into a mini water bed for my teddy. The persistent downpour attempts to wash away the soil, just like I tried to wash off his scent, the feel of his flesh on mine as he invaded my body. The bid to cleanse myself unwittingly destroyed the evidence of his deed, much in the way the rain erased his footprints from the soil, burying it with other atrocities away from exposure. A cry for help stays lodged in my throat heard only by sympathisers , unacknowledged by defenders. Like a homeless man in the rain, I’m left to wander aimlessly under a torrent of confusing emotions.

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Written by Chioma I.N

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