Broken man words
Small room containing a young man
with plans and broken feelings
imagine a broken clan
clay with no structure as thirst without water
silence and noise, not understood whispering voices
skin with no nerves its a feeling he doesn’t feel
complications of aborted soul not by God neither any human
Birth came from God to a woman
He’ll believe if only it help, Its hidden terminated lap
Make it easy, making it easy, it shouldn’t be this way
he cried imagining people he’ll betray
I should have followed my dream he once wrote
but there was no hope
Called Jesus but there was no response
he had waited enough, then he called the devil
even called her lucifer, but there was no evil
he remain exhausted with no answers
who exactly exist between them he asked
blowing cold wind, frozen tangled himself like cromatin network
failure, devastated his soul
he suffocate, there’s an open hole
imagine a molecule, he’d breathe oxygen and burn
crawling faith now joy is forbidden
he’d smile if he’d see a reason
if he’d believe, i should have followed my dream he write
as i struggle the horror of knowledge
i write less but learn more
this is not what i was meant to do
he said typing in hard core
i should have followed my dream
not this varsity pain i explore
#Nek-Etry
