The Laser Of Chastisement

It is my cross  to bear

I accept it without fear

The pains i will endure

And soon i shall have a cure.

It hurts to know i’m my problem

I stole my own emblem

Had i known is not my word

Neither will i resolve to a sword.


You look at me you don’t get it

If you do, to you i give credit

Please don’t judge me

I’m just my ignorant prey

The help i seek i still hope

Maybe it will slide from a slope

If it doesn’t happen i’m done

Not forgetting to add, maybe gone


I’m still fighting for my best

On it i shall not rest

Maybe one day in real life

I will get back a good life.


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