devestation

Maybe tranquility is the dirt under my nails. I know it's there but I never feel like digging it out.

The aftermath of bearing shackles is an exquisite devastation, fraught with the ravages of survival. Even though one is no longer held captive__e that from a person, a government, or one__ inner self__he scars are deeply engraved into one__ psyche, and there__ no remedy for the soul. Many have the misconception that freedom equals happiness forever and ever.That__ a wicked delusion.