(•_•) His Durag (•_•)
He wakes up everyday,
reminiscing his past, agony, and pain.
Yet when he ties his durag in the morning,
his face remains unfazed.
Often avoiding his issues,
knowing he’s not the same.
Not once did he dawn a durag,
Until the consumption of shame.
Deep down was the hope to...
reminiscing his past, agony, and pain.
Yet when he ties his durag in the morning,
his face remains unfazed.
Often avoiding his issues,
knowing he’s not the same.
Not once did he dawn a durag,
Until the consumption of shame.
Deep down was the hope to...