WarA Poem by Anikao.We tend to loose focus when we are fighting our own personal war. our silence is our biggest cry and I can always recall the broken recorded playing "its going to be OK" not intended to be on replaying . My eyes our my biggest enemies for they are the witness of what shatters our dreams and my ears , only hear what it pleases playing these mind games , spinning my brain like a Ferris wheel and I don't want to be apart of this childish play , trying to escape and bend all the rules society has place . Trying to shackle me in but I'm breaking free and I will gain back the focal point of my war , I am the creator of my destiny . © 2015 Anikao.Author's Note
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Added on August 24, 2015 Last Updated on August 24, 2015 AuthorAnikao.Edinburg, TXAboutI have lost touch with my journal I am no pro and the things i write of are things my eyes and ears observe from the crowd that fills my presence . please feel free to leave comments on my writin.. more..Writing
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