I’m getting tired of my dreams; strangling me
It’s torture when I sleep, destroying me
Wrapped in ambitions, hearts tryna listen
But they glisten, the words of my soul
Trying to glow, while I flow to go
It’s been a trip like a down fall
Out to God I call, I scream I yearn
Then the Goddess looks to me
Patiently and says I need to learn
But what if I got ny lessons
In my pocket, how can I stop it?
And my dreams to lock it?
Breathing toxic air, from liars
Their air is worse than the coronavirus
As my life leaves my flesh
I feel even less, heavy depressed
Do I give in and end it all
But when I answer gods call
He hangs up the phone
It’s like I’m banished from going home
About the Creator
Cadma
A sweetie pie with fire in her eyes
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