Zest


Written at a time when one of my closest girl friends shared with me about how she was hurt by someone’s actions.

Will the wounds heal

When you’re bitten by an eel?

It seizes you like a prey

Your mind can’t be at bay

It’s taser like jolt renders you weak

When your pain reaches a peak

You become quite testy

That’s when you run to your bestie

Who adorns you like confetti

And once again, life becomes zesty

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