Cover art


personAYOOLA PRAISE ESTHER calendar_month 5TH SEP 2018
schedule 1 MINS  visibility  950 VIEWS

I can't remember the last time
I seem to forget the last moments
When my heart stopped beating
I began to drift, I made walls so high
I wrapped my heart in a shell

Stick and stones may break my bones after all
But then love unrequited will break my heart
So when another comes knocking
It becomes a choice if to open up the shell
My choice, is ………

Join our newsletter and get notified when we pulish new stories.

If you liked this story, kindly leave a comment below

You may also read:

Dying slowly
Time span
Take me back to yesterday


Let's discuss!

comment  Comments (1)

Mikeposted on 2nd Oct 2018 07:37:14

The choice is..... yours


Table of Contents


 Acceptance of our terms and conditions

By posting any content on, you are agreeing to be bound by our terms and conditions. Kindly take note that you are entirely and solely responsible for any content you make available on this website, either by submitting a literature or by your actions in the comment sections and other part(s) of this website.

If we get notified or become aware that you have submitted any content that infringes the intellectual property rights or any proprietary rights of any third party, we may delete or amend it accordingly. We reserve the right at any time and for any reason to remove you and/or any content contributed by you.


Get our latest books delivered straight to your email