A budding writer's collection

A PALACE OF HOPE

My mind travels back 11 years,
A strange mysterious man with braided beard tells me,
"You are special, kid.
Use your powers wisely."
I never understood it then,
The birth of the bane of my existence

I was crossing the road with my brother,
A sack of coins tied to his belt hoop
Walking towards us, a lady with bloodshot eyes,
I stare at her eyes long enough to pierce through her skull,
Her mind.
A gloomy place, an altar for a past long gone,
A plan hatched on her mind board,
The red threads tracing her robbery of my brother.

I pull his hand, away from her,
Away from everything that could ever cause him harm
Now that I knew how to go about looking for one,
I thought I could save him forever
Keep him guarded, together till our last breath,
But I had discounted the shortcomings of my mind,
To see something hidden in plain sight,
And to not pay heed to the skull and crossbones

Forgiveness feels like a distant place,
Lost in the sea of misery
Every day, my eyes open
As the sunlight caresses my face
With a silent prayer,
"Let it be the day I close forever"

I wander, places unknown,
I exist, in the middle of nowhere,
I breath, hoping the air won't reach my lungs,
Guilt consumes my body,
A plague I brought upon myself

And then I met her,
Her eyes caught onto a charming castle,
Her mind enchanted by life's possibilities,
The palace of her consciousness a garden,
Flowers, creatures, the greens and the blues,
There was never a gloomy day in her world

In her eyes, I was still a savior,
In her eyes, I always did my best,
In her eyes, I never was a failure,
In her eyes, forgiveness rose
Not trapped under a sea of misery,
But protected by a garden of love.