The valleyA Poem by Ezel_AmaruA personal journey described
Conforming to insanity
This is my confirmation An explanation is questioned For all the drama I've been faced with My lack of sobriety Is infamous But goes hand to hand With the Same name that demands to be respected How could I love you more than myself My heart was the main focus of my neglecting Acceptance is the first step But when you lived a life such as mine The price of peace for piece of mind Cost more than a couple dead presidents The relevance of this portrait Painted with colors of essence Is a blessing I delayed due to my own ignorance But the message always remained clear Most say they're godbody But I clarify and say I'm godson Moulded in his image May all the praise to him be given The fact is , well atleast the way I think From birth we were designed for war Each heart beats to a unique rhythm So each soul was equipped with different weapons to render strength in the fight of our ultimate cause We all accepted the affidavit The moment we opened our eyes You were given life And freedom of thought was a jewel dropped To each is own But the klaus in the contract was never pronounced You were born with these tools To be separated from the crowd Be one with thine self Your journey is of your own To live a destiny in which was already written You were made to be surrounded by the likeness of greatness Your memory to share the same air as legends This is the war we all signed up for The details fill cemeteries Engraved in coffins of many Those who never found they're way Quit the fight Before acknowledging the reason they were created The war that was specified for each being The insurance to insure Before stepping onto the battlefield The second you were pushed out the womb into this world Embedded in the blood that flows through your veins Installed were your weapons So Victory would be yours to claim Many get stuck in the inception Perhaps the words constructed in abnormal phrases The true message was lost Within the book our day to day fills We are all considered signature authors My pages will never resemble yours Or yours mine The tales of tribulations differ according to each and owns ambitions We all fall,, this is for certain Segments of our lives were the eclipse would block out all that is of light Leaving one confused In a state of uncomfortable emotions Aggression, resentment, emptiness A sense of being defeated Engulfed in the numbing ice of depression A thousand complex yet customized situations That can be used in relation We float stagnant, no motive Or forward progression Blinded in darkness Constrained to dwell in this realm Like spirits with unfinished business You travel alone The only company you keep are the voices no one else can hear And it seems they have full control of the volume Alone, in darkness, without atleast a lending ear to listen to your torment The voices are becoming stronger Muffling any positive notions To stay true to your path , Believe in yourself, and keep walking They begin to use your fears to keep you contained In what I've grown accustom To call home But too many others The land of the forgotten Although not decorated with tombstones This valley holds countless secrets And even more unburied bones © 2020 Ezel_Amaru |
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1 Review Added on June 17, 2020 Last Updated on June 17, 2020 AuthorEzel_AmaruCiudad De Dios, NJAboutI barreled my way here January 2nd E.T.A was for the first ,but good things come to those who wait. I opened a wattery eye , and embraced the world for what it would be, what it would make me, Who.. more..Writing
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