LIVIA'S BOOKLET

I packed up my anger, I carried it close to my chest I am retracing my steps catching my breath by time I have walked through madness and have gathered a stronger sense of self I don’t need to be a fortress to show how strong I am I have gone back in time and erased all parts that I spent knowing you, loving you Some days I’m so tired to the extent that my eyes sting but I stay focused   Hope I will learn to live again, to look forward to every day with a hopeful mind and a soft heart   Coz; I do not need to know if the ending will be a happy one. The ending is beyond my control and imagination.

  The phase I was in weeks ago made me question my existence on earth “perhaps, has my time elapsed?” I have escaped a number of accidents for two weeks in a roll. I was on bed rest. Got back on feet and faced yet another accident day after day “I thought my life has come to an end.” “I could barely let food pass my throat; the fear-anxiety and the stress all over it of what becomes of me the next day was too much for my mind” “is death beckoning me?” I asked myself a couple of random questions just to be sure I was on a right spot - safe and sane “I must repent.” “Change my ways, stay sane even in the midst of the rumbling thunder that was ready to take over in my brain.” So I rose up, charged myself up “enough is enough.” My mother had already said a prayer of favor  over me. She blessed me right from the day I was conceived. “You shall not die before your time, you shall live to fulfill  your purpose on earth; No man anywhere will deny you of your dues, the harvest of your planting