always running
became my name
comforting, confusing, full of disdain
didn’t think what i heard what they said
everyone’s voice stays same in this head
forgotten as i rotted
given no thought but all blame
had my name been brought to nothing but shame
if i’d search for courage id be left for dead
just a glimpse or a glimmer
keeps more alive but strain to survive
left lone but alone hurts more than regret
made shed all skin many sins i have bled
never ask for more air
or beg for more bread
put myself on your shelf
quit pretending i’m mine when in time
ripped apart is my heart
still id fight to keep it buried in me
til i’ve been left all but bitterly seething
under water
vying dread
will i see
xolo searching for body
yearning lurking through the reef
zooming past as it sees this hearty thief to bring lifelong love or deadly disease
About the Creator
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i write sometimes
book comin sooon
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Engulfing Light
I have not been very successful in quieting my mind this evening. I find that as time goes by, I find myself in deeper contemplation, in regards to the purpose of my life. I can say with certainty, that thus far, I have had a life, that with all things considered, has been a well lived one.
By Kaylon Forsyth3 days ago in Humans
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Beautiful abecederian poem!