POET IN A DRAMATIC PROSE
Day was like night
I wasn’t going to be polite
Blinded by darkness
The Winters were bitter
Coldness being my emotions
Cries with no tears
Desperation with every shout
What I thought was mine I could no longer control
Walls were closing in
The finale being my possible end
Alone and broke
No advise
A world that wasn’t nice
People who just don’t care
Trapped in my own dealings
Beaten down to my own selfishness
I was the only witness
Suddenly, I humbled down
I prayed
Never in my life did I pray before
There was a wonder made me explore
Through the many voices I thought I heard
What I was going through was struggles and I wanted them to end
No more hurt and no more suffering
Storms have been all part of my life
No recovery
Yet trapped within my slavery
You haven’t been in my shoes, because we don’t wear the same shoes
Tired of pain
I don’t want to hear excuses
I am reaching the point of no return
My ignorance overpowered believing
Now I am stuck on deceiving
That praying is starting to take effect
My Faith was assured in the Lord
Worry no more
From my head to my toes
The Almighty made it clear
He is always near
Nothing to fear
The record set straight
Understanding maneuvering through any fate
Praying is never too late
That is definitely something to appreciate.