Thoughts of the Oppressed

Feelthe love and feel the pain, as i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, entangled with evils that possesed. Making my life such a mess i could not find a methodology that could justify such a tragedy, developing my life into such a misery, lost in the wilderness & looking for harmony. Please allow me to give you some of my insanity what relevance it may have is beyond me. Looking over my shoulders at times that are best, who will be my saviour and sweet caress & wipe away the prolonged misery. Perhaps love is the only thing that can save me, or is it the only remedy is blissful insanity ?