Wandering Star
Pangs of guilt were devouring me
Like a termite in timber
Stuck in timelessness
The future,
I could not see
The will to survive was
growing dimmer
For my fault was kindness,
Modesty: The biggest crime
My honesty turned against me
My cry for nature;
An amusing mime
Know yourself oh wandering star
You are lost, she told me
Don’t care and love but yourself
Know what sets you free
I found myself drifting into darkness
To a world strangely unknown
I feel music;
Heaven and hell in unison
Beautiful like a flower, cold like stone
I embraced modesty, I embraced kindness
I left everything behind
All that’s left is me and only me
Memories no longer haunt my mind
I see triumph lying at my feet
As humanity questions my existence
I have learnt to make ends meet
I savor my bitter independence
A new beginning is near
That will lead me to my destiny,
Destiny;
Should I hope for or fear?
Closer to the end of my tyranny?
Hi, I'd like to introduce myself. I don't know who I am or what I am doing here but one thing's for sure, with Tara and Willow around, this place is bound to be fun. The poem above is my own, a result of the coming-out-of-the-shell experience.
I hope you like it.
I feel great! How are u all?
