I'm A beautiful soul destroyed by many.

Rumor is I'm the worst human being on this earth.

Verbally, emotionally and mentally thrown into a pitch black, sorrowful bottomless space of self loath.

Rightfully in stages of grievance.

No longitude or altitude.

Off the grid.

The unzoned pitiful pit of disheartening pity.

Endless anguish.

My eyes can't adjust to my surroundings.

Blinding my physical sense of sight.

Life wants me as it's prey.

The bookkeeper of past lives.

I'm a lioness.

I know.

Ferocious with diligence.

I feel strong winds forcefully moving in all directions and speeds that travel faster than light.

Holding me still by a tunnel of gravitational wayward winds.

I have to rely on faith and the power of the universe to remain on a steady spin cycle.

Headstrong.

I know there's a better place than here.

My whole center-being is like sinking sand.

One wrong move...