Since the only sun was born
He was already cursed with darkness.
Being a warrior to survive
Without finding his happiness.
From the age of two
Already sentenced to die.
Due to his so called "father"
They had to live in a shelter to hide.
Eight years later
Forced to live a new life.
He disapproved of being on an island
And from there he was never alright.
Two years later
The father skipped a birthday for alcohol.
A promise came into the light
But he was never happy at all.
With depression killing the mind
And no support in his family to find
He met this girl who was kind
But probably it was his heart that got him blind.
She contradicted his heart
Then accused his friend as the motive.
From then the sun lost himself
And felt like a worthless rodent.
The friend then turned into his mate
He used to love her with his heart.
Yet she really never loved him
So being with her was not smart.
Long ago
She might have lit up his heart,
But the fire is dead
And it will never restart.
With a blade to his wrist,
He throws it and cry.
He still has hope to be stable
He just needs to figure out how to pass it by.
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Querido Poeta
PoesieOther than writing stories that are fiction but have a very small comparison with what I felt going through depression, I also made poems but mainly dedicated to people I love and people I despise. The title "Querido Poeta" is "Dear Poet" in Spanis...
