we find ourselves as prisoners
a fact there's no denying
we have to blame, nobody else
on whom we are relying
the curtain call we all must bow
shadows of tomorrow
turn the page we know it well
the author of our sorrows
step from the path into this place
we bow our heads as we say grace
the past our present we can't erase
the future tense that we will make
Today will be my last day on all social media till early Feb. Deep inside I always feel the need to escape the ******* that they have placed on me due to my own weakness. I'll be back...