Alas! without a choice in chainz i rest my case, within still bars i remain locked up from reality. A self-imprisonment z what i face, Giving up is the only antidote to my pain.
Freedom z a foreign vocab in my mind. Deep within me i cant even figure out what enslave me... the four walls around me are invisible yet so effective in the mission of putting me down. Darkness z an order of my daily life and light has no lifespan in my cocoon.
i send out a cry for help only to get a delivery report without any response... Ignorance from those i considered loyal. Its chews my in most hope and my candle burns out.
Agony z this theme within my whole being, it has engraved bitterness within my soul. Words to sooth me are naturally erased due to hostile environment Negativity. "Nani ndiye ataniokoa? who will save?"
I pant for understanding from my in circle of companionz. As complex as i am the inner peace would be able to melt my inner twist and turnz. Understanding gives birth to the inner peace.
#Rescue mission
#El lobo Solitario
#29th April 2016
There are moments whereby expression seems so far from being archived due to unexplainable feelings. One is trapped in a thought process that keeps rotating in the brain and needs a point that will have a similar feeling thus obtain rest. You and the rest can call this Home #Mi casa esu casa #El lobo Solitario
Sunday, 1 May 2016
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