I could not believe that I have not changed a bit after 5 years, the ugly scar on my left face down to my shoulder seems not to be fading at all after so many medications and surgery which made it more ugly.
I allowed myself to drift back to the the times when all heads would turn when I passed, I was a very fair lady with the brightest eyes you can ever imagine, my pointed nose was the type that catches everyone's attention, my lips were the type that God would have created on a Sunday because they were the very pair every man would like to have.
I could hear Iya Aduke's voice in my head calling me "Ayaba Oyinbo" meaning a white man's queen, a name she had nicknamed me after comparing me with the queen Elizabeth of England. That, in her opinion was a way of referring to how beautiful I was.
I proceeded on the journey to that fateful Friday that marked the end of my existence, the fateful Friday that snatched my beauty from me, kolawole was the love of my life that year, I loved him regardless of how he abused me verbally and domestically.
Everyone gave me reasons I should leave him and often times I would adhere, but kolawole's pleas were magical and he always told me about how much he could not do without me, he would say sweet things and bribe his way back to my life.
And today I blame myself for giving him the chance be his object of ridicule, I curse myself even more for allowing that disaster to befall me.
I could still remember the blinding and sharp pain I felt from the effect of the acid he had bathed me with that fateful day, even now I can feel the hate and anger flushing my heart all over again.
Today might be kolawole's happiest day, but I intend to end it with sadness, today might even be his saddest day, my intention is to double the sadness. kolawole needs to feel the pain and emptiness he gave me five years ago.
Today kolawole and I will be even, I said aloud as I left the room carefully with a bottle of acid.
❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌
Say no to domestic violence!!!
#Boley_quine #bola'spen.
I allowed myself to drift back to the the times when all heads would turn when I passed, I was a very fair lady with the brightest eyes you can ever imagine, my pointed nose was the type that catches everyone's attention, my lips were the type that God would have created on a Sunday because they were the very pair every man would like to have.
I could hear Iya Aduke's voice in my head calling me "Ayaba Oyinbo" meaning a white man's queen, a name she had nicknamed me after comparing me with the queen Elizabeth of England. That, in her opinion was a way of referring to how beautiful I was.
I proceeded on the journey to that fateful Friday that marked the end of my existence, the fateful Friday that snatched my beauty from me, kolawole was the love of my life that year, I loved him regardless of how he abused me verbally and domestically.
Everyone gave me reasons I should leave him and often times I would adhere, but kolawole's pleas were magical and he always told me about how much he could not do without me, he would say sweet things and bribe his way back to my life.
And today I blame myself for giving him the chance be his object of ridicule, I curse myself even more for allowing that disaster to befall me.
I could still remember the blinding and sharp pain I felt from the effect of the acid he had bathed me with that fateful day, even now I can feel the hate and anger flushing my heart all over again.
Today might be kolawole's happiest day, but I intend to end it with sadness, today might even be his saddest day, my intention is to double the sadness. kolawole needs to feel the pain and emptiness he gave me five years ago.
Today kolawole and I will be even, I said aloud as I left the room carefully with a bottle of acid.
❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌
Say no to domestic violence!!!
#Boley_quine #bola'spen.
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