I Don’t Know (For The Fiends)

Don’t tell me about rain, I’ve been through the mud
Don’t tell me about pain, I’ve been through it all

Don’t tell me about rain, I’ve been through the mud
Don’t tell me about pain, I’ve been through it all
My heart shrieked in fear as I saw this evil seed bud
Then an invisible force had me pinned to the wall
Helpless, the poison spread and it got in my eyes
In my throat, I tried to scream but it muffled my cry
As I choked, my nose bled and blood dropped from my eyes
And I know, it’s over the very second I stop to try-
-to hold on, but hold on!
I have been on this journey for so long!
The old ones, they told me to go strong
That I’ll break free eventually,held back by no bond
But I can’t, my strength is failing me
I’m giving up fighting, I’m giving up breaking free
So as I close my eyes, I ask myself if I’ll wake up tomorrow
Or if this is oblivion, I don’t know

Hello vreader, this is for the fiends really. I never planned to write it but I got some people hitting me up saying “Bros, wetin dey happen na? Wey the write-ups ?”. So, here it is, now get off my back (kidding 🙂 )
So, what am I talking about? It’s obvious it is an analogy to a situation you can see coming but you have no control over whatsoever( which I’m sure everyone can relate to). It’s a recurring theme in my write-ups like in The Fear Of Broke.
So vreaders, stay with me, there is a lot more awesome stuff coming.

    PS

  • The next post is going to be something about a demon-girl (just a metaphor, relax) or something. Wait for it!
  • Who else notices that I do not curse as (however mildly) as I used to? Not that it means anything, just an observation.