Mr. Sleep

His romantic hands crossed my shoulders, He made love to me in ghost silence, He kissed me with his derisive lips, And made me forget my bright future. I tried reminding him of my beautiful dreams, But his love was too warm to escape, Friends told me to escape his death trap, Yet I cleaved on him all day. He made me miss a scholarship the previous year, Yet I loved him so blindly. He brought low my grade point average in college, Yet I stupidly still heed his voice, I think of myself as one under a spell, Yet I dared not to fight for freedom. Now my results are bad, Scholarship gone, Four years winding up, Yet, he still claims he loves me. I have resolved never to fall for him again, I shall throw my pillow away lest I hear his derisive voice, I shall eat less at night lest his evil spell overwhelm me, I shall call him no more Mr. Sleep but the enemy of my soul. #The End Please share! © Gideon Nwankwo (Penspire ✍)