2 – Lovers

From the Numbered Collection

I tell little lies to my lover Everyday. White lies of contentment As if I am not angry without reason Solemn without prompt or explanation

He will soon see through my deceit And when he peels back A layer of chapped, broken skin I will be drowning

© Ama Akoto (2018)

#anxiety #depression #numberedseries

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