Beauregard

Kuregavana Municipality | Duhok, Iraq

I have been told to keep my posture. Ways uttered to me. Yet, I haven’t learned any.

Back and neck bowed. will anything ever come easily? It’s those words, man. They never come peacefully.

I’ve been trying, swear, I have. But the darkness has already eaten me.

I am built inclined. But it’s been exclaimed beauty is a figure. Being inclined has its pattern.

Haven’t stopped cursing, why isn’t it easy? If I were a game, chances are you’d fail in me.

Tragedy, how I never ate from a silver plate. But my appetite never really desired any.