Cleared of truth and history,
By my insecurity,
Left here with no heart to show,
Zoomed out from all that I know,
Drained of hope and energy,
By their animosity,
Left here with no path to see,
Groomed for what I cannot be,
Scared of life and destiny,
By my own humanity,
Left here with no love to give,
Doomed to die before I live.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
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3 comments:
Arik...where did this come from??? it's like you were reading how im feeling..wow buddy xo
Something I've been sat on for about 3 months- was just waiting for inspiration to complete the last stanza. Basically sums up my teen years.
Very nice. I know that feeling.
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