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.
This poem is about:
Me
Our world
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