Dazed And Confused Or The Scariest Demon Poem by mr mojo rising

Confused is the word that has been playing around in my life for too long.

I just thought it had it's share and got rid of me.

But on a closer look and analysis i find that it is still there, it has been hiding in a shell and now that i have found it, its sticking a pocker face at me.

earlier this confusion had the face of baby, and as time moved on, it had grown with time and it has a ferocious look now,

Threatening to bring me down with it for it it is at the zenith of its strenght.

Tha factors are tieng me down and i am finding it difficult to breath that there is a veil over my face locked with a lock whose keys I cant find. i have locked it in my state of paronia and threw it an ocean thinking that i can find it back easily


I have given up the hope of finding it back, but i need to break the lock and breath as a normal man, the sweet fragrance and the freshest of air. I am dying for it to get me back on track.

I have my abilities and smartness reduced to a fourth. i have lost it on extended run of misfortune that i had.

I am determined to get all those back, but i gives up pretty easily, an habit that i got used to during the bad times. It was the only option that i had. to let go.. to let go and to let go.. I failed to notice myself going along with those notions and attitude.

I never thought that i will go this far and look back to see that i am right at the place that i have started.

I dont know what will happen, i dont have much hope of climbing this mountain of filth that i have deposited myself. climbing up the mountain will help me see the greener and beautiful and free world on the other side.it will give me a view of the dark, stinking horrible world on the left and green, fragrant and beautiful world on the right. I long to set my foot in the world that i everyone longs for, a world that is safe and peaceful.

good lord grant me the strength and power for me to reach a better world and it would nt be possible to acheive without a bit of luck, something that has eluded me for so long. Or is it that i haven seen luck and oppurtunites in my narrowed vision when i have closed my eyelids, coz i was afraid to keep it open and see the consequences, for i had no much option to change my course of life.

Amidst all this negative things written with a very bad mind set, i hope to be free and peaceful. I need to strengthen my hopes and i wish i get through. I really do