4 walls

with this poem in particular I felt like I needed to get off my chest of what I was battling in my mind. depression is a real thong, anxiety is a real thing. I hope this touch someone & inspire in sw.

Trapped inside my own thoughts.

it seems these walls do talk.

not a distinctive voice because it sounds like myself

though the impact of the vibrations, the surround sound that soothes my ears

the quiet whispers as its conflicting my mindset.

corruption from the vices of exploring deep into religion and spirituality,

this duality lifestyle came with a price of knowledge 

pushing me further away from reality.

at least this illusion has a sense of appeal.

but how am i to feel if i feel dead inside,

and i want to speak but my words doesnt match

 whats really going on inside,

why would any deity would allow such a human being to endure such punishment?

yet leaves us with this guilty gift of free will when we only want the free?

free to live, be fruitful , remember our purpose. but we as mankind have forgotten under whose will we do all things under.

yet we are exepected to find truth through all these religons and it is so overwhelming

this is how division happens because we lose our purpose we are divided by beliefs when we should all just share and live by the common purpose to serve god.

i thought this was a poem at first but i forgot these walls can talk, and the only way i can get out my prison, my mind i must express and this is how it works. if this impacted you in some way dont stay in  your mind forever. break the walls. be set free.