'Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me'
Psalms 23:4
Perhaps this is what that will keep me going
Forgiveness
I was told
It's the past
I was told
But what happens if I tell you...
It was never the past but still the present
Will you
Would you all
still tell me the same
Step into my foot prints musked with filthy odour of alcohol and knives
Consolences, none
Lack of understanding; merciless imprinting further, yes
Home was never a place meant to be
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