A DEVIL IN HUMAN SKIN

I wish I could stop tears flowing from my eyes, but I couldn't, I think the living dagger he placed in my heart has built a home to live, to rule and dominate, I think it has even hired tenants in the fulfillment of his ministry.

After we got married, his true identity got revealed just like 8 months of pregnancy that can not be hidden anymore. He came to me like an angel, now he is making me tremble in fear at the sound of his voice.

My world that was promised peace is now struggling in fears in the arms of torture and unbearable pains ordered by Roland.

My life was placed under Roland's ministration, how can I explain this? Roland, my love who had once ministered love and wealth unto my soul is now ministering tortures and regrets of life unto my destiny.

Severally I have surrendered my life to the heavy blow of devil, driven to be launched into the realm of the dead.

My blood had become his wine to be served on his table, he rejoices at the sight of my blood gushing out from my injured skin and hot tears flowing from my eyes.

He feels happy each time he sees my blood on his fancy walls and glittering tiles.

I think his inspiration comes from the cigarette he smokes, each time he smokes that thing, he would ride me like a horse and present my body as a living sacrifice to be tormented till the day breaks.

I vividly remember how I publicly disgraced Charles, a cool-headed guy with a promising future, because he was a primary school teacher earning #20,000 as his monthly salary.

Years passed, I got a phone call from my friend named Sharon and I was reliably told that Charles has now risen to the position of a Senior Lecturer after he successfully added advanced qualifications to his profile.

Imagine, a rejected stone has now become a chief cornerstone, silently said by my heart. I never knew Charles's Gold only needed some beatings for it to shine ✨brightly. 

And I didn't know that Roland's kind of love was pregnant with tortures and regrets of life that are currently being delivered to my destiny. 

Now, I am like a knocked vehicle parked beside the left-hand side of the desert.

Funny enough, I prayed but I didn't wait for the reply of the text I sent to God or maybe it didn't deliver to his inbox, that I can't answer.

Honestly, Roland's love had clouded my heart, he was tall, handsome and blessed with wealth, you want to try it, the only son of Senator Michael Brown. 

Now I wished I had waited, definitely, my patience would have honored me with bountiful gains.

Instead of waiting, I was busy googling for rich, tall, caring and handsome guy and neglected those whose crops only needed some waters to produce a bountiful harvest, I was just focused on readily made men.

You never knew the rejected stone could one day become a chief cornerstone, you would have wished you had married.

Seek for God's direction, you really can't tell the story from the beginning, it is just like a football match, sometimes it's unpredictable.

 Let's God be involved not to intervene on the journey, commence with him from the beginning.

I love you.