Days gone by
the calm air broken
stifling one's emotions
a life unloved
hope lost
will shattered
pride remains
sight wavering
arms trembling as I write
a last resort
a foolish choice
but unchangeable in nature
mistaken actions
shattering the shell
change imminent
casting aside the shackles of his persona
but who does he become?
shutting down his mind
he searches
in himself
his true self
the path is long and arduous
changes slow but yet sudden
shackles that once bound him
that once held him away
from danger
from his mind
from his true self
calculating mind awakens
his trust lost, his hope nonexistent
self protection comes first
but who does he trust?
does he retake his exterior
to fool the others?
or does he show his true colors?
will they fear?
will they be angered?
but who truly cares?
for his lost soul
he is alone
that understood, he is bolstered
for he himself cares, none else do
eyes open, cold as winter
the first breath of the day
calm and crisp air fill his lungs
he now knows what to do
for If not him
who else would care for him?
who else would stay by his side?
he is alone in this world
he is alone
and no one would help him change it
acceptance fills his mind
no need for trust
for the sole truth has been found
he walks out, a different man
a different being
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