Picture Me Vol 2

​Picture me a slave, 

To this world and all its troubles. 

All its pleasures and the comfort it promises. 

Picture me a master 


Even I couldn’t picture that .

Picture me a free man, 

Finally broken free from my shackles 

From the depression that hung around my neck 

Strangling and slowly sucking the life out of me
I’m conflicted on this mission, 

Who put me here? 

And why isn’t he guiding my path? 

I need to talk to him about my picture 

About the war in my mind



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