How do I get out of this ditch, This hole that feels like wet tar pitch. A place where despair does not relent, A deep dark place, tight as a tent. Each moment a dagger, piercing my soul, The truth beacons, yet I’m stuck in this hole. Saddened and
Tag: freedom
TRUST SHATTERED
I say it loud, I mean every word, Don’t trust me? I don’t trust you, absurd. You played with fire, and I got burned, Benefit of doubt, but lessons learned. My intuition screamed, my dreams did too, But I stayed, blinded, in hopes anew. Discoveries made, the truth revealed,
LIBERATION
LIBERATION Livelihoods are in bondage with great fear of despair, Indulging hearts in misery and minds to desolation. Brave souls gallant the service of commonwealth together, Eradicating ill-minded and dexterous greed-driven people. Rioting, looting, and mob killing may seem right before our eyes, Agonizing the hopes and perception of