The shadows started by forming a shape of death dressed up in fear
Millions of people startled out in fear as soon as the distance shadows was in clear.

A new nation fled to his knees by the giant hand of an evil dictator
People learn to take what they want by force even if u call them a dictator.

Children sperated from their mum's embrace tear drops litter the floor
Blood act as sweat as the whip against the flesh makes a mere man cling to the floor.

The distance shadows represents the unforgiving people who prey on the weak
The believer look up to the sky hoping for his grace to protect the distance shadows from the weak.

Born in the family of an heavy fighter
Aimted to be a great believer than a fighter.

A new legacy that am working on so I can get fame
Not following the trend that was already in place so I can change the game.

The flows waking me up at my alone time I could see the direction change
A new wave showing me the way I could feel the energy making me to change.

The pen am holding is meant to change lives and steer a new ship
The writer is born with a clear purpose some don't realise they can clinge to the moving ship.

Ideas flowing in even on lonely days the dairy of a lonely writer giving the power to change the game
Physically drained but emotionally still the same writer that will use his ideas to change the game

Mind deepened as soon as I pick up the ink and scribble
Not knowing the next step to take but still directing a new scribble.

The block is now constant I really need to get the information out anyway
My readers already anxious waiting for the legendary poet to come deliver anyway.

Nobody realises that the mind is filled with different stumbling blocks that can *******
Matching the ideas together already but the outcome would make you *******.

A new direction is the only true essence of what am getting for myself
If you mind for a bite just tap in the story that I just told you about myself.

Staring at a still reflection of myself in my mirror
Don't blame what am looking at my life staring back at my mirror.

Looking back to when it all started under a pretence that I was growing
I was losing part of my existence anytime I was turning.

The original is still mixed up with the fake side don't wait on the side turn
Step by step I realize am mixing the good and bad in this sharp turn.

Making a lot of mistake and realizing down the road is all a lesson
Hating on the original I couldn't blame who would not follow my lessons.

**** text asking for a little skin approach don't be scared
The demand is getting high not the less don't act scared.

New reason to demand for what your desires can push out
Line up a new reason to rediscover yourself when heading out.

Clothes off your mind a new perspective can shake you towards the right direction
Not knowing what tomorrow holds is still a new reason to define your own direction.

What are you in this life for is the right question to ask your very existence

The reason love is supernatural to some and bitter to some
Still discovering how life can be fair to some and candid to some.

Needless to say love is a word that need no explanation if you can read
But the story in between it can fail the smartest even if you can read.

My sunshine is a puzzle to some and a mystery to others
The sun shinning on me might be due to how your sunshine reflects to others.

A lot of what am missing in my mind is always found close to my body
Need what I want but the outer ego letting people stare at my body.

What marvel to the world some would say
How could he possess so much some will say.

While am just unseen to myself doubting what I cherish the most
Isn't my place on earth felt by who detest me the most.

Life knocking me down like everyone else don't hate
The too much details on me is affecting how I change the hate.

Drying off my chest not again I don't want to turn it to a habit
Leaving the past behind I really need to work on this habit.

Letting my emotions dictate my mood even ruining what I have in place
Not the soft type but the life sequence is like a trigger always in place.

Falling soldiers all around still checking if everything is happening right
A new game is upon us I believe the flight can only be taken right.

Same mystery within my lips asking what the meanings hold in sight
Last emotions that am shedding the meaning of life is in sight.

The story follows suit of how a voiceless person can comprehend
I was just ripped off my pride I hope the everyday person can comprehend

Not knowing who to run to I was gestured back to reality by a hand gesture
I was mesmerizing when those hands started healing me with his gesture.

Soon I had a feeling I was directed to an higher purpose than I left behind
The voice in my head that was silent now began to pick what it left behind.

My journey was fruitful soon as the voiceless helper changed what I had in mind.

The influence on me is like a glue that is ******* my skin
Learnt so many things the hard way don't blame what I hate on my skin.

Little things matter the most don't wait until you are carried away
Being jolted in the right direction but peer group pressure makes me look away.

Another bad influence coming my way I think I will just settle for another shot
As soon as I get rid of one another bad influence comes knocking trying his shot.

I really think I need a fresh new habit I can't keep going down this lane
My new instincts keeps telling me that my new habit left down my old lane.