I am sorry I didn’t write earlier
Ward seven wasn’t conducive
The past few months
I have been thinking
Over and over
About how things used to be
One, two, three, am not sure how many years ago
I respected you
I listened to you
I followed your advice
And for sure your advice was flawless
And we were happy
But then I stopped listening to you
I started listening to Ladasa
And down and down
I started falling
Falling and falling in the pit of destruction
It started as a joke
One pill
One puff
But then I made you need more
So I got more
Slowly by slowly
I got you hooked
I teared your body apart with blades
I destroyed your lungs with cigars
I scared your heart
Deep and deep
I fell
I lost your worth
I lost your need
So I stood in the middle of the road
Read to murder what was left of you
And see, I almost succeeded,
I almost killed your dear
But luckily fifteen months later am here
Heart heavy with regret
Am on my knees
Pleading with you to forgive me
I know I don’t deserve it
But look baby
Forgiving is for the strong
I am not sure about tomorrow
But with you by my side,
We can end the pain
Overcome the trials.
Forget the scars
Pray for Ladasa’s soul
Move on
From where we were
Few years ago
BIO
Wairimu Waweru is a young Kenyan poet who loves writing emotional and heartfelt poems about herself, her friends and the African society in general. She has been writing poems for five years and hopes to enlighten the world about some of the issues which have been ailing youths and women since time immemorial. Wairimu is currently awaiting her graduation for a PHD in literature in Mount Kenya University. She is also a lover of human psychology and chess.