Hidden Soul

Walking underneath a bridge

Staring beneath our souls

kidnapped as a kid

Do you think I really know?

 

Stabbed in the back

kicked to curve

Laughed at all these years

Do you think I really care?

 

I put my insanity to the test

with each and every moment

At every instant I may fail

I am left to wander alone

Do you think there is hope?

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

Comments

Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression! Please never stop expressing from the heart. Continue the journey of poetry. 

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