Loneliness always found a habitat in the surface of my heart. Dusk of my life was filled with conceited lies. I always found myself walking on haunches to avoid people from stumbling upon my vulnerabilities. Sometimes I found myself agitated by society and its toxic manual. I felt trapped by the coliseum.

Life snatched away my happiness and trapped my soul in an asylum of nightmares. I then realised evil deeds don’t last a long span. I am a reed that grew outside the swamp, surfing on deadly waters.

Every time I found myself groaning from pain I would curse the day I was born. My life was a terrifying Ferris wheel and from spearhead in the past, my joyful life was stuck in a tomb. It wasn’t easy to wrestle the eons of fatal time, and every time I tried to annihilate darkness, things became a bitter blast.

Life constantly clipped my wings hence I drowned. Keeping my head high wasn’t easy, but I had to find comfort in discomfort. If we could cheat against anything I would have exploited time. I had to stand sternly and fight my mental illness that caused my confidence to fizzle out. But here I am today through God’s grace, my shame turned into rejoicing.

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