MY DARKEST MOMENT.

I was just a teen
Trying to survive the rigors of life
Yeah! I just clocked sixteen
And depression had become my wife

Looking back at the days;
When my pen was just a sword
Piercing my family's very heart
Then,I was a customer to papa's dreadful rod

I was a kid trying to explore-
The freedom of life,
So I left home and got lost-
In the garden of thorns

Suicide becomes a stalker
Romancing my thoughts every now and then
But each time I pull the trigger,
The bullet keeps missing the target

Fortunately cum unfortunately,sickness came
At the point of death,I called on god (mother)
She appeared like a whirlwind and brought me back to life
Lying on the sick bed,father gave a hand
Thus I became another prodigal son ready to turn a new leaf.

Young Wizard

Owolabi Awwal Olanrewaju