My heart hurts
Buried deep cries a boy
A boy who knew no wrong
A boy who knew only right
Purest of all
Angel in thy sight
The world glimmer of happiness hasn't reached his parenchyma
Hasn't seeped into the mitochondria
A force to change life
No one knows you
Here you are safe
Here you can be whatever it is you want to be
Dream.......
Dream of love
Dream of dragons that breath fire
Dream of roads with no tragic end
You can have whatever it is you want out of this life
This Life........
This one Belongs to you
The remains will not be as joyful
Your destiny comes full circle
And debts of your grandfather must be paid
You blessed child
You Cursed child
DREAM child
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...
