WHAT IF I LOST CONTROL?
What if I lost control?
And fate gripped desire in a stranglehold
Feeling the slow creep of asphyxia—silent, ice cold
In this battle for my destiny
Will you be standing next to me
As I struggle to hold on to the dreams of my soul?
And fate gripped desire in a stranglehold
Feeling the slow creep of asphyxia—silent, ice cold
In this battle for my destiny
Will you be standing next to me
As I struggle to hold on to the dreams of my soul?
AFROSCOPE [Nana Isaac Akwasi Opoku]; 2021