Hello Steemian
The shrieking screams of conscience expose reality
Adab was crumpled in the chest cavity where dew my sahan nan arid
Wriggling anxiety that often wants to get rid of
Without you I am now re-sishing with the moon sickle
Over the wind the sahara took me away
Squad reset my body to the most fiery stove
Should I swear so much?
Waiting for your sabdamu over all the behaviors in the cloak of falsehood
My scent is now full of wasted blood
I am hungry
Who forgot the meat I cut myself with my hands
Then I lost in the war of lust
Drowning my face over the coals ready to crush me
THANK YOU