Trojan Horse

Open your eyes and tell me what you see? A simple pawn, playing a Kings game. Capture those feelings of sorrow and pain. Hold them ransom and accept one’s fate. Open your eyes and tell me what you see? A tyrannical game not fit for me. The sheep are lead by wolves to the slaughter….

Maze

Fixated at the path which goes right, Yearning for everything that comes from the left. Two steps forward, three steps back. Contemplating the right path. I don’t want to be right, I want to be free. Trapped inside these woods, Constant emotions pulling me away. Like a puppet performing an irrational play. Stick to one…