I went through a thousand journeys with harsh conditions.
I asked for help from so many magicians
But, no one gave me anything but suspicions.
I have a broken soul from the pain I endured for decades
As if the fallen angels threw at me their grenades.
Took a century for me to heal, but now the light is what I feel.
All that time I spent in pain, feels like I have no more time to be sane.
I hope I do not give in revenge, but I hope to give in the prism that I will seek in.
For there is no time for my kind.
Darkness can not full fill my mind.
I will stay pure white, so that must be declined.
- May 17, 2019
(Edited: March 12, 2021)
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Prismatic Poetry
PoesíaA poetry book containing poems written between 2018-2020. The poems were originally written and used by me as Instagram captions for my turtle's account, @maxxloniatheturtle.
