Naive Poem by Joyce Msonda

Woke up bound today
woke up screaming.
I almost smiled today!
but with the grim reaper,
like the grinch,
my smile vanished.
The stench of regret illuminating around me.
Why did i fall asleep?
why must my dreams be filled with
graphic photographs and movements
stuffed with gory details
that roughly awaken the fright inside me?
And just to think,
I almost smiled today!
just to shade away every sight of fear,
i woke up today
still aware of the innocence that was stolen from me.
That its never coming back.
Even then, i am awake,
fully aware that this cycle will never end!