Inconceivable Escape

Who is your worst enemy? Who or what is stopping you from reaching your goal?

I am surely captured, bound tightly with no hopes of escape to save my life, riddled with scars ran deep with actions that cut and sever sharp as a jagged-edged knife. When did this happen? So unaware I must have been. Visions of pleasure and of course, money would filter in. Concealing the clarity desperately needed to avoid the sin, which is controlling, barring the way to freedom; a place I’ve heard of but yet have never been. This is hell. Every day I live here on this earth. Is my life my own? Or was it sold the day of my birth? Like a bad dream I scream without presence of sound. I run ever faster, but movement as well as scene is in slow motion, as I can never seem to gain any ground.

            My situation starts to get to me, although my efforts do not reflect the concern. This muddy field in which I walk is redundant, even shameful to bear; a lesson of choices in this place seems inconceivable to learn. This person has me and is not willing to let me go. How can I survive? How will I ever know? This person is consistent and seems to know my every move; cunning and methodical, and unwilling to lose.

            My life is not my own. I feel it never was. How to break free is the question I ask to the heavens above. But without an answer or a sign, I find myself alone and running out of time, as my concerns grow stronger. How can I save this life in time? Another day passes. Yes I’m still here; my eyes grow swollen, reddened from my tears. I fear it is hopeless, this escape I so desperately need, as this person on my integrity continues to feed.

            Why is this so hard? There must be a way, although I’ve tried before. I continue to pray. Give me the strength, the strength to overcome this person who controls me, who holds me captive to the needs which only this person shows me. I am not a slave, although I feel like one. This is not a life I would wish on anyone. The sun continues to shine, perhaps just not for me. Although it may be bright outside it’s growing very hard to see. I try to reason with this person who holds me, but it is just a waste of time. Although this person feels the pain, still pays me no mind.

            Why must you be this way? As I plead looking deep into eyes, not a word is spoken, always with no reply. I try again to get free, but I am pulled right back in. This is shameful and life-threatening to all men. I do know what is right, although I am very muddy from the fields. I am infected, but long for freedom I do still. Nevertheless, I am being held tightly, my life is controlled, forcing me to continue on this path that can realistically leave me pale and cold.

            My body and spirit start to break down; I can’t think clearly. No longer is there any firm ground. How much more can I take? I fear not much more. My heartbeat is weak; my whole body is numb and so very sore. I’ve done all I can to defeat this person, this enemy. I know by now you must know is ME. As I stare in the mirror at my captor, how could this be? But no longer does it matter; I cannot run and hide from myself. There is no way I can. I am human, just an imperfect man. I am my worst enemy. How will I find the way? Creator of my own fate. How to save myself, from my self�"My Inconceivable Escape!!!......

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Author's Note

When we truly know the answer, we can reach all our goals. What so you think?
Thank you for reading.