By: A Survivor Not a VictimMarch 17, 2016 My nights are long and disconsolateand day's are dark and melancholy.As day fades into night,night dissolves into day,it's like an eternal afflictionEverlasting every day. My eyes grow heavy,My body is feeble,My mind disintegratedand soul obliterated. I seek piece of mind,freedom of what I've been cursed.Instead I remain captive,imprisoned … Continue reading Everlasting Day
A Survivor Not a Victim 