Unspoken words-2
I begin hating myself for a decision
drowning and sinking deep
I’m at the verge of being lost
lost for good? that I don’t know
It has become a daily routine
the self loathe the anger
the invading thoughts
being as destructive as ever
Tempted each time to take the life
then I remember I ain’t the giver of life
and I tell myself my maker wouldn’t be so pleased
Everyday has become a struggle
but I believe we go scale through,
The anthem ringing everyday
“WE MOVE, GOD NO GO SHAME US “
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