Powerless

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I thought that i could make a change.
I thought i could save the day.
Make the darkness fade.
But reality crushed my dreams.
Pushed me down.
Bruised me.
Scared me.
Made my thoughts fade.
Darkness flood.
Filling the space of my mind.
Making my being inadequate.
Making my being scorn.
Taking the actions of righteousness and striping off its pride.
Taking the hope from my eyes.
Bringing me to my knees.
Beating me with the brutality that is life.
Then pushing me back into our community.
I'm not ready to be judged by society.
Not ready to feel the hate i deserve.
For now ill put down my cape.
Take down my dreams.
Keep my desires.
And be the same as every evil stricken human alive.
Powerless.

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