And when you see me going astray before men
Dissuade me for my own good.
The future is no longer what it used to be.
We’ve become victims of our own choices.
Hoping to find light in darkness.
Holding to practices that are tantamount to our downfall.
May be for once my cure could be found in the very poison.
But no!
No cure for who we are.
Can someone enlighten me on importance of being ourselves
Cause it seems I’m breaking the rules.
The enemy caught me unaware,
Masqueraded itself as a solution.
Trying to lure me with my desired comfort.
I forgive myself cause I didn’t know by then.

I believe in my strength, not weakness,
That’s why I’m fighting even after the enemy identifies my weakness.
I’ll give it my best
Cause denial seems like self abnegation.
One day I’m going to end this storm before it rains on me uncontrollably.
And finally gain autonomy over self deterioration.

The bluestar insider

BY DENNIS OGOLA