Depressed and worn out
Down and out
I feel used
I feel abused
I feel disused
Yet, I no longer feel myself

I’m here
But I am not here
My mind was stolen
My heart was broken
My body was beaten
My sorrow keeps increasing

I gave in my best
And left her with the rest
But that was for a test
As quickly as in a haste
She showed me she was a pest
Covered me in this mournful vest
And took to her heels down the west
Left me gloomy in the east
But I hope not to settle for the least
Lest I got caught again in wrong nest

I need a shoulder
Where I can lay my head
And cry away my bitter pains
I need a sincere hug
And little tender care
I am worn out
I am down
The pains she inflicted are strong
I need a consolation hug
So intimate hug
Hug me from your heart
Hug me from your soul
Hug me with every sincerity
Hug away my sorrow


About Author /

Ugonna Johnbosco Ezeomedo (ojombo) is a philosopher, poet, educationist, web developer and social & political analyst. He lives in Awka – Nigeria. He loves working with computer and other creative works.

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