STICHES TO SAVE | Olatunbosun .D. Olajide

I was asked to pay a pound ,

Just a pound ,

A pound to mend a broken heart ;

How do I tell her ?

It's not just bleeding , 

It has a pneumonia too

I'm cold and scared 

Let hope it's all a night mare ,

Mum had taught me to pray after one ,

But I've lost my voice to this thief ;

I know my lover's love will take away the grief .

There will be no pound to pay , I have none anyway .

But these wounds will heal ,

They say time heal all wounds ,

But my lover's love will heal me ;

And I will live to breathe ,

Words and write again and again .

# diary of a writer .