Scott C. Eneje Blog [The Scott C. Eneje's Chronicles]

                    I thought it was all gone; the days when life was always fun               When we said forever and always, promising together for all days                    I felt it had all ended, with the wounds you left unattended           But here we are in this boat again, forgetting all of our previous pains             Ready to dive into this pool, with all our friends calling us fools                  We are drawn into what was, without asking questions first            ...

  FIGHTER It easy saying quite, telling me that winning is hard But you will never make me sit, I’m on rampage, I’m mad Making a classic difference, even if it’s on my dying bed I’m tired of sitting on this fence, I’m gonna stand or at least bend Making a move is easy; it’s keeping the pace that’s a bit harsh I’m only gonna quite being lazy, hold onto your whip and give me your best lash If I die now on this field, I’ll do it gladly with great pride With my middle finger well build, and my tongue stoke out dried It will be the last thing you see, my smiling face shinning bright But obviously death can’t see me, and am surely skipping that bright light I’ve got only one thing on my mind, it’s winning at all good cost Victory is not that had to find, after all, I buried it in my purse I’ll dig deep and I’ll dig fast My medals I must keep, I’m only letting go of my past Raise your head and turn up your lighters Cause here comes the...

          LONG AWAITED TEARS                    I ’ m lost in darkness             Swallowed in an ocean of fear            My soul is drowned by an anchor                  I ’ m confused and lost                     I try to be strong                   And prove to be hard           But I am shaken in my weakness                 ...

  NEVER ENDING Locked up in a cage of despair Wishing to break out of here But who am I to even care When I was born a slave to fear Tell me you were never aware That I ’ ve come to call sorrow my dear And all my pain I ’ ve learnt to bear I don ’ t even bother to share It ’ s not like anyone else can hear My cries and screams down here or there Even if I stray away in depression My path will still lead to destruction Have I not dined with frustration? And bathed in confusion I do not seek a solution Or even pray for liberation It ’ s only a mere confession Of my unavoidable situation Do I go on deserted? Abandoned, rejected and neglected Educated in anguish and then excommunicated Do I not just learn evil instead? Will you rather I be further humiliated I could go on and on complaining But my help is never coming My sadness is ever rejoicing As my imprisonment in this pit is never ending … https...

  Where are you? Where are the men of old? Of whom I was told The king and queens And castles and gold The gloriously expected chills Of the winters cold In times of burning heat And hells shattered stones In times when women and men Of strength in hiding fold Where are those I was told were the bold Where are you? The one I ’ d wished to hold.

Pain bringer When all becomes quiet, the crowd stands silent All that moves stays still and peace is all we feel Where beauties true nature, is revealed and ruptures The sight of clear skies, and magnificent sunrise An ocean of clean green and rivers of glass are seen Happiness true form and joy is truly come Sadness stays at bay, even evil in itself lay But a rumbling sound is now heard, a sound of something bad It darkness on two legs, even the bright light must beg I lean forward to see, who this creature might be That comes with heavy quakes, and pain that brings heartbreaks Behold it is I, the pain bringer is me …                                                         ...

SADNESS LANE Driving through this path, with resounding pounds of my heart Your name echoes in my thought, your beauty, which now is not My memory drives me insane, my mind swallowed in pain Darkness bath my soul, grief now has filled my bowl I’ve never felt so alone, as sadness is all I’ve known I miss you so, the wonders of your glowing eyes If only you knew that my previous pride were lies Maybe, just maybe you would have stayed, now for my carelessness I’ve paid A price to heavy to name, a long drive on sadness lane…. By Scott C. Eneje