I wondered the essence of life when it was for all pain,
The pit of sorrow was dug before my arrival, as I slowly fall in.
Why breath life when you gonna take it?
Why bring me here when I have to fight for space? Shouldn't you have prepare that?!
Why the growth when it wouldn't last?
Why give me nose to perceive goodness buh hid the arrow powder behind me?
Why the sight dat wouldn't see the outcome?

I didn't beg to leave wherever you picked me from,
You denied me of consciousness so you could bring me in a failing planet?
Why put mothers through birth pain, if you would kill them eventually?
Why the gathering of clouds if it wouldn't rain?
Why teach us words if you wouldn't listen?

You brought me into the world of thousands knives of despair on purpose?
For what?
You succeeded!
I was pierced and batter on every sides,
I bled out the same blood you fill me with,
Yeah! I paid the price of sin I knew nothing about!
But I was saved.
When I was stabs and scattered, the mist from underground embraced me.
It pulled me into it embrace,
Stitched up my wounds and assemble my back,
Gave me life and left me to me,
Came back with pen for I lost the voice,
I lost the voice but my pen will speak!
Speak of the injustice I faced,
My pen will write of the Thousands Knives of Despair I was pierced.

© Charis'🖋️