Life carries me a long it's way, sometimes skipping but most of the time dragging me by the scruff of the neck, to places i never thought or wanted to dream of. Some days taking me to valleys of beauty and light and others to caves not of my choosing, rendering me helpless and alone with my mind in places where closed eyes is the only method of vision. Awake in a dream of a day that I wish to never show it's self to me ever again.
Then just when the warm mellow rays of sun, caress my olive skin once more that dark and changeable cloud draws it's self near, I argue with it to leave my side, and go play some place else, but  it sticks like a loyal lap dog I can on pray that it leaves my side someday.

03.04 am 30th May 2014
Rootz Modebelu.

( spelling and grammar are not my thing I am not an English teacher I am an artist.)