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Finding the best poem in the Dark Side of Life being able to write other people's stories |
Title. Who am I I know not what I've come to be But what I was to only be That of another, one to see A reflection of what I should be I searched this darkness for the door, That holds the light, In my life's core I've done things that are unspeakable But I don't seek forgiveness, nor validation, I'm capable Though sometimes I feel the eyes of judgment upon me I do not hold my head in shame, for I am not the only one to blame Freedom, though they take them there I see prison, that strange place, to one's mind, body, and soul, a snare They try to extinguish the fire that burns Within. Although in many cases, there just adding fuel to this fire, that can never be extinguished. For they cannot hide this hatred, That burns so bright. It cannot dim my will to fight So in this night, The wheel of Time, It does keep turning. Without pause nor cause, in this relentless cycle, That mini call life. I keep learning from these trips and falls, So I can pursue what no man can pursue An epic story, a unique ending, I'll see it through For In there Empathy and compassion, they may lack. Although in my soul, there's no lack I'll search far and wide, my journey treacherous and long In my quest I'll touch many lives, and wright any wrongs So in this final hour, I'll say on to you Close your eyes and walk away, it is what you must do. For I am on a path of destruction that only I can tread. In their tails though it may seem dark, for in their stories. I will come to feel the light, for all to understand . The End O.B.W. 2.28.2024 |