Standing there a man with a frozen heart the cold blood rushing through his veins his heart pumping slowly breathing heavily thoughts battling in his mind, full of fear but feeling less he stares at the mirror soft background music playing he takes a step forward pauses for a minute…………a voice cuts through the air like a jagged saw “never let me go”. He digs deep into his past and a painful memory appears, he then sits down in front of the mirror and he narrates his story.
he tells his story
The world had truly swallowed a bull frog. I sat on my mums lap as i leaned on her chest feelings her heart pump slower and slower .i could feel life violently stabbing her soul I could feel her pain her tears as she broke the news that poverty has took us hostage. She explained that she can nolonger afford to pay my educational fees and to put the food on the table. With a sweet voice I asked her “where is Dad” she took a deep breathe searching for the right answer and I will never forget what she whispered into my ear “have faith my boy”.
The sun disappeared under the shadow of the clouds. I felt hope living me , the wind roughly brushed against my skin.as young as I was a question came into mind will I see tomorrow? what will I be tomorrow ?is there a tomorrow? I sat there gazing at the trees as I knew I am now a man I have to work to put food on the table. Was life fair to rob me of my childhood I will never live to tell the story of the palm leaves of my childhood I will grow up without memories, but scars to remind of this day, the day life took away my smile.
I had no shoulder to cry to were where you mirror, were where you when I was alone, when life robbed me.
he takes a very deep breathe shouting at the mirror he then paused for a moment then softly he says “it’s just a reflection” he stands up and walks away as he is about to live the room he looks down whispers “never let me go” as he shuts the door behind him.