The Wrath of his Doubt
When mad at me, he goes quiet like a cemetery
When suspicious of me, the night will surely be a cold one like
the seashore in the dead of the night
When I serve him the truth, he gets angry like a mother bear
threatened
How do I deal with this one?
He will sulk, ignore everything that is connected with me
Look at me with disdain
He will keep his distance both day and night
And when nature demands
He expects me to embrace him like he has been human to me
all along
Like I don’t have feelings
Like I have
been blind to his attitude
How does my
blood warm up to him?
He thinks I am any woman
He takes me to be a trouble maker
He is pushing me away slowly
With all the cold treatment
And one day, I will let up
And guess what, the world will blame me
But I will have my uninterrupted peace
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Through the eyes of AYENYO Joanita

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