Inhale
Breath
Feel the poison running fresh through your veins
It quickly takes you from you
The man you knew
He is gone
See only a whimper, a cry
Feel the clouds roar
Feel how angels fly through space and time
Meanings mean nothing here
In this place only a God could keep
You were never meant to fly
You capture beauty at the twinkle of an eye
You stand to tall to fly
You see to much to know the difference between truth and a lie
Who do you know?
Where have you been?
Where did you live before this life begin?
The beginnings of ends
You must've known Kings
You must have lived then
While this life holds you close
Remember your true purpose
Not to fly but to love without end
YOU ARE READING
i am what i am
PoetryLife takes on so many meanings and so many different perspectives that it makes it difficult to create a true version of yourself. "I Am What I Am" is a defining moment of poetry for me, when all the good and all the bad collide and create my identi...
