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Title: Bleeding Out Post by: Poetic_Princess on August 01, 2003, 05:01:57 AM Here I Lie Alone
Trapped in your cage your cage, your realm, your mind Chained to your thoughts and nailed to your insecurities I feel so drained of tolerance of me of everything I know you are the cause yet I choose to look away Still in the dwellings of my mind and Jah I know and I can see now see you see me, see it all die Slowly but not fast enough It stigma stills linger on I want this to end, to be free again My desire and yearn is so strong and yet I am so weak as I lie here Trapped in your cage. in your realm, your mind Heart Broken and Self Imaged Destroyed Bleeding Out Title: Re: Bleeding Out Post by: GhanaDee on August 01, 2003, 09:04:34 AM Very deep thoughts......
We all must break free.... Title: Re: Bleeding Out Post by: Freespirit on August 02, 2003, 03:02:04 PM Thanks for this poem. I have felt like this over the past two days. I am struggling to keep in touch with Rastafari. It is a narrow trod but I must return to the path without straying.
Blessings. Freespirit Title: Re: Bleeding Out Post by: Freespirit on November 23, 2003, 03:39:45 AM [smiley=2thumbsup.gif]
Having read read this poem almost four months down the line I am so glad to announce that I did find my way back to the trod of Rastafari and it feels great! Stronger than ever. Peace Title: Re: Bleeding Out Post by: Poetic_Princess on November 23, 2003, 06:03:45 PM Bless up FreeSpirit, so glad you are back on your trod of Rastafari
Blessings Sistren Title: Re: Bleeding Out Post by: Tyehimba on November 24, 2003, 12:29:09 PM Poetic Princess:
I like this poem. Tell me, what inspired it? Title: Re: Bleeding Out Post by: Poetic_Princess on November 24, 2003, 07:19:44 PM Blessing Ras Tyehimba
What really inspired me to write this poem was my own feelings on how rastas were treated like if babylon would be glad if all of us committed suicide and just die, since they kept on attacking us mentally but we are proving them wrong by holding on strong and staying with our thoughts and Jah and we would stay on our trod to Rastafari through the thick and thin.. |