Fire rages my heart
The flames consume my mind and soul
The destruction inside is bleak
My thoughts run away and hide, like sneaky tiny moles
The thoughts I contain are random
I often question my sanity
I ponder if what I do is right or wrong
I just need some clarity
Clarity if I’m good
To others and myself
Do I make others happy?
Or am I disappointing like a broken shelf?
I don’t want to be a bad person
I know I have the potential to be good!
But everything I adore begins to fade away
It’s destroying my mood
This journey called my life
Has been rather difficult as I age
But I seek wisdom, knowledge and virtue
And hopefully one day, I shall be a sage.
I’m a poetic warrior,
If I do say so myself
I may not always say the right things
But through my writing I shall
I sometimes don’t know
What I am, or what I may be
Perhaps I just need time
To find my inner clarity
I often feel insecure
Ashamed and disappointed at my mind
That I sometimes come off as harsh and brash
But deep down I’m truly kind
I care about others
And how they may feel
I stay a true friend to the end!
Friendship is a big deal
But yet again I can be destructive
My friends/loved ones are misunderstood
That the faults that lie in my heart
I never meant to lash, I would take it back if I could
So this in an apology,
To anyone that I may have hurt
Please forgive me for my wrongs
I shall learn when isolate myself from this Earth
"Money can’t make you happy"
WELL IT SURE AS HELL AINT GONNA MAKE ME SAD