In light, I'm a soldier of fate,
In Dark, I'm a monster of hate.
My soul, where an angel may dwell,
My heart, a painful searing Hell,
Those around me, question for where feelings lie,
The truth, a story I can only deny.
For no one can accept me,
At least not on a friendly level.
Am I really an angel?
Or am I just another devil?
Those eyes, they follow me with disgust.
These people, their hearts filled with distrust.
I want to talk to them... I really do...
But I think that they hate me... and sometimes I do too...
I've tried making friends... it only left me with doubt.
Solitude my sanctuary, a place where my feelings cry out.
Then one day someone came to see,
A girl about my age, not so unlike me.
She looked sad and broken... as if under a spell.
I sensed her pain, because I felt it as well.
We talked and even laughed for a while,
Our hearts no longer shaking.
We both left smiling that day,
Our friendship in the making.
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My Poetry
PoetryA small collection of my poems :3 Subjects for the poems may be varied. I've been thinking of trying to do a poetry challenge lately as it may be a fun way to challenge your creativity. For example: If you normally wrote about love or sadness in a...
