As the eyes opened, miniature is what they saw. He scratches, scolds.He weeps because what’s in the eyes are nightmares.

He feels naked, ashamedness it’s what filled his soul.Confliction between reality and actuality.The inner personality and outer personality they conflicts.Victory was ubiquitous
The persona tried to push for victory.

Death faced the inner personality.Courage and inner strength
Kept the personality in the battle…
Tears flowed, he shaked like a leaf. Realization sink in, he was only dreaming.

© Mkaranga

Published by Mkaranga_The Artist

Art is my blood

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