Few of my million daily thoughts, stories, and poems survive the battles in my head and make it to this blog.
Help me give them a louder voice.
(All poems are written by me, you can call me Zee)
He tried to explain to me
That my soul has forgotten how it used to be
Before it was imprisoned by this jailer, this body
As the bright light shined down on me
I was blinded and no longer can see
That this… what I love so much is just a prison keeping me from my destiny