Metamorphosis

As if I was flying high in the skies

As if I could see the Earth below me like God up above

A passionate inquest I have desided to journey upon

Fantastical, it seems, to be above all the rest

 

Not a bloody thing can stop me

Because I have overcome the low

The low sense of feeling

That I had from head to toe

 

Down and out

Beaten, broken, only to look upon

This second chance I have in life

To see the bridge to life ahead

 

Belligerent as it seems

That I have been destroyed

Demented, provoked

But I see myself as free

 

I am meek

I feel alive

 

Because I have had an Epiphany...

 

...A Metamorphosis

Author's Note

This is what heppens when you get angry, but you calm down soon enough.

Reviews

[Matthew D. Ford]

Thank you guys very much! I usually proof-read my work, but I wanted to get this one done. But thanks!

[OT]

this is well written! I like the idea - the metamorphosis - an emotional one perhaps stepping out of skin or chrysalis into a new one - the second chance! (tiny spelling mistake - desided to decided - and perfect!!) nice! I liked it - full marks!

[CLUTZ]

I know anger, it's not a good feeling. I like this poem, good job.