Breaking of the Spirit


If we would take time to comphrend the master plan of the man above.

In the days of Noah put mankind survival in the beak of a dove.

But then we ask, what is love? Or what it has to do with us.

We rather cling on to our youthful lust,

Until that well run dry.

We take up low self esteem, depression I tell no lie

Forsaking our life dreams and lsoing ambition.

Unequipped, a solider in war with no ammunition

Shot down by thoughtsof missed opputunites,

Staggering through the trenches strengthless with no immunity.

Coping with alcohol, even drugs to ease the pain,

Only this drug have no name.                     #WhatUHeard

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