Hostage

Give me a little honey, honey
Sweet sugar happiness
I miss myself all the time
Who am I now that the Crohny has taken me
Hostage?
Do you know?
Even more so,
Do you know how to get me back?

I need to move on
Preferably with all the insides
I have left.
Dear Lord, I ask for your help...

I am being held hostage.



Experience. Freedom. Love. Now.