A VILE CHAPTER

As I stepped through the four walls where justice was taught, A torrent of tears formed in my pleading dark eyes.

The atmosphere became unwelcoming with heavy remorse.

Why should determination reduce me to a dream of disabilities?

I avoided the spotlight, fearing it might expose my flaws.

I longed for someone to lean on, but fear anchored my solitude. My spirit called for closeness, and my heart ached for companionship.

Fate was a despair, and each day was a new awakening fear.

I couldn’t bear to look into the sea of eyes reverted at me.

I was transparent with shyness, hallowed with sorrow.

Deep down, I knew I wasn’t a brainless skull.

I just can’t stand rejection, the aversion in others’ eyes. For it is not within the fault of my stars, but the world’s to be crippled.

By: Nana Akua Amoateng.