_Grateful_

Hey guys, today’s poem is the last for the week, I really hope you enjoyed being with me and sharing my passion with me. There is going to some changes as from next week, but I’ll do a different blog about that first thing Monday morning😘

I titled this piece _Grateful_ in all of your honour, I cant thank you enough for tuning in everyday and sharing my story with the world. Till next week, Enjoy❤😘.

_Grateful_

I’m in an imposition that drags me from my inquisition
a mind of manipulation
My brain is in critical condition
Forgive me for my assumption but I think I need a physician to tell me I’m not going crazy, I need that validation.

• 

My soul is in consecration
But I need to get out this incarceration
I need to be incarnated as I grow wings ashes to ashes like a Phoenix.
Excuse my ethical dilemma but I’ve done too many things of horrible description, I need a prescription.
With the choices I’ve made I’m sure I have an issue with decisions.
I’ve let the good times roll with no comprehension of the consequences now the terrors of my past are biting my behind like I sat on top of a beehive but bare in mind I understand I can still be fixed.
Maybe, maybe no longer to perfection but atleast I’m not beyond repairs because of my accidental birth. I’d tell you how I almost died or how I’m such an inconvenience but for everyone’s convenience, I try not to be a nuisance.
I became a fly by night as I tried by all my might to not show my face in the light, and as I fight I try not get my face hit, I dont want them to steal away the grace it still has as I try to desperately try to hold to what’s left of my innocence

• 

_Noms_

Dont forget to like, comment, share and follow❤😘😘