Story of a lost soul
From the outset of time, I stood by faith,
Through the wars and subliminal states.
Every now and then, I felt the urge to fight,
For the freedom and the will to life.
Soaring the skies in solitude,
I reminiscence, nostalgia evading my thoughts.
Building castles in the air,
Steadfast, I conquer everything so despair .
Alas it was not to be, my life was cut short
Choking I willed myself to stay afloat.
I beckoned for a helping hand,
My world faded into darkness like a flickering candle light
The judgmental eyes I dreamt of all night ,
The hatred burning red through my plight .
I looked around for a smiling face,
But they all have faded with that mistake
One fatal mistake.
To er is human
To forgive is divine.
Everyone has a story,
Here is mine.
By Xavi Joe Augustine
