Aborted into this world with no type of guidance,
Forced to sink or swim,
Not knowing what to expect as I find my way alone,
I travel endlessly blind to the evils of this place,
Yet it's for me to figure out,
For no one can do it for me,
I was never taught to survive when you dont have options,
So it's fight or flight either stand or run
Learn to adjust to the habitat no laughs, no fun,
Just serious thinking or delirious dreaming,
Alot of plotting and scheming all for survival,
Knowing that my will to live is greater than my will to fail
No matter where you place me I'll use my skills to prevail,
Whether that be think my way out a box,
Or build a castle from nothing,
I'll do all that I can to stand strong in this forsaken world I've been left to explore,
With no compass, no map, not even an atlas to provide,
A hint or a clue to this mad and sad place I now exist,
But I can't give up I have to trek forward,
For I was aborted in a world beyond my comprehension.
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Soulful Words From A Broken Spirit
PoetryTake a trip with me as I show you the inner thoughts I bury. This is a book of raw emotions meeting creativity to make you feel emotions on different levels. So I invite you to walk with me as I give you a tour of my soulful words from a broken spir...
