What will I become
Life is unplanned
Yet you pay the sum
As time trickles its sand
In the hourglass
Looking forward
leaving my past
nailed on a board
I am a guardian
I am a loving soul
forgotten and forgiven sin
My body paid the toll
Remembered by time
Walking in my armor
Seeing the battle ahead
Craving peace but feeling dread
A battle won but others lost
Yet the clock goes on
I will see you in my past
in my future I see
Life's hourglass
YOU ARE READING
Young poetic mind
ŞiirThis is a collection of poetry I had written as a child who was angry at the world.
