FireA Poem by The High PoetFire Fire within hidden from sight Pushing it down with all your might Hiding everything behind a wall Climbing up it, trying not to fall Finding it hard to tear it down Always wanting to be a clown **** Who am I today? That is what I say **** Lost the version of me I know Have I started to grow? Always been told its my fault Hide that pain in my vault Being the black sheep is who I was Tarred and feathered and covered in fuzz Yet have tried with all my might No matter how hard I fight They have a way of keeping me stuck Like a boot stuck in the much Will I ever find my way One day or maybe today © 2009 The High PoetAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on March 10, 2009 AuthorThe High PoetGuelph, Guelph, CanadaAboutOnce I ran and hid my face Scared to face my disgrace Always running no way out Now I stand and shout THESE ARE MY RHYMES! When I write it's like I have tapped into some kind of creative ener.. more..Writing
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