Simplicity

Oh, what a life, once you stop there, you may not be able to start back up. Caution ends – cowardice begins. Man what sights and sounds of pain lie beneath my mist…

I am in a jungle here; a wild and savage place that is even runs with souls.

To be intelligent, conscious, or virtuous is an unspeakable sin…

To dare to think differently is a lack of respect…

To speak with truth cannot be tolerated even…

So a spirit of high value is suspect

This may appear ridiculous to some but this place is lay, I know I must say..

As I fight to be free, this place – mocks me and digs its claws deeper into my very soul

So I may remain free, the oath to my spirit must be renewed. Every day!

My struggle moves more in my favor with inner clarity.

I feel life, my strength flowing into my body with simplicity.

Steven W

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