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Point Past; I was at a point where I cried at the environment and it stared at me in silence, I was at a point where love was the order of the day, I was at a point where all I ever wanted was God, peace and family, I was at a point where I was scared of death, I was at a point where I wanted to grow up and be like daddy; fearless as he was, there was a point where I wanted so badly to follow my dreams and passion; to be the best I could be , I   was   a point where my heart was lovely and red; Present; I am at a point where I forgot about my dreams my passion and even my hope, I am a point where I didn’t know if I wanted love anymore, I am at a point where I left all I wanted before ‘God ,peace and family’ and wanted women, fame and fashion,   I am at a point where my emotions no longer made me feel at my very best but became a knife constantly stabbing me on the heart, I am at the point where tears wouldn’t come forth at my world being broken down, I am at a po...

fallen I saw a light drifting apart from me, its iridescent nature so overwhelming that I couldn’t think this light came from the the depths of me…shame washed over me as I wept my eyes to the point of depression; I was the light and was begging for darkness…oh what a shame to be a person of light wearing a dark cloak…a fallen angel..a lost soul…sometimes I wonder how  this started in the first place; too bad I can't know,   falling without knowing the source…does this mean I can't rise; that am meant to stay down forever … everything looking sideways, guess things are meant to be this way, in a falling version scenery.

Castaway Have you ever been in a crowd but yet still felt alone? Searched for something worthwhile and never found it, wanted something so bad; you would still let it blind you of your goals…and then it would still feel like pain when you find it, compromising your happiness; choking the light in you, and all you can do is watch it happen before your eyes…disintegrating…no hope, no help, just that darkness within it; confusion, despair, pain.    cloaked with an inverted smile; walking on the road…holding in mind that this might be my last walk as a castaway.