Can i raise my voice.... My conciouness... Talking...
Should i trust him cause am him...
Either... That's another route.... With different signs... I need yahh...
As i lose myself..... In the mist darkness.... Can you hear my words...
These words teach yah.... Cause they are the world.. Scripture...
I ain't a preacher... But am the last prophet... I have been here.
Wither
My soul...dry... Drought change season position... Like pieces of a draft....
I doubt...the pen in my veins... It carries alot of secrets pains... Its the 14 day.. Observing the periods....
******* cycle repeat... Is this my defeat... I wither... Lose all i had dehydrated... Probably my soul in stilled in society and social media hatred...
Comment... that's my last moment.... Sweat and tears... My own body Wither...from decision taken either