An End To A Tragic TaleA Poem by Lyingwithlions
This is a tragic tale
Of an innocence lost so young
One I unfortunately know all to well
Through decades of searching
Within countless trials and tribulations
Determined at all costs
No matter how disturbing
To find who I left behind
At an age unimaginable
Drugged to be manageable
By a hand that's not understandable
Mother why did you let me fly?
As I flew through a life still commendable
Loosing site of what I tried to hide so well,
Which was just how miserable I felt while high
A pro at playing the hand I was dealt
Thankfully!
Faintly an essence was felt
Of a little boy that was within me
That eventually caused this heart of ice to melt
As I recognized myself
Looking into the eyes of my son... I could see!
...From a fire lit by the love of my daughter
Who was raised by a father
That was here but not present
She to was lost yet found herself
Proudly, I applaud her
As I begin to forgive myself
Listening to and searching through
All the empty holes of my soul
Thwarted and distorted
I began to untangle and fill in the pieces
Causing my spirit to heal
By the grace from which I fell
Lifted by my higher power
I knew as it grew near,
This would be an end to a tragic tale
One day at a time
I will remind myself
This life is mine
I will define myself
From that which I longed to find
Free of the madness of a drug induced mind
Now cut loose and able to breath
No longer choking from the noose
Of a fake and false remedy,
Leaving all my doubts behind
For I have finally found serenity!
© 2015 LyingwithlionsAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on August 29, 2015 Last Updated on August 29, 2015 AuthorLyingwithlionsCAAboutMy name is Charles, So often I hear that nothing in this world is free. I wholeheartedly disagree! I believe that which has the most worth truly is. Our words..... Even though some may come.. more..Writing
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