A Life
I have lived as I have cried.
Bleed while they lied,
Counseled the weak.
Punished the wrong,
Buffed up the maniacs who are second to none!
Seen angles play as death reaches out,
Even protected the needy
So is bad where I’ve gone?
Laughed at the weak, oh I belittled the strong.
Danced as we drank and fell when I’m stoned.
Joined with the crowd, even buzzed at what’s wrong.
Still this question remains, should I have moaned?
I’ve leant there’s no rainbow and fairy tales fake,
Santa’s a myth my family’s at stake.
Tarring my arms and cutting my hair,
Consumed Medication when in despair!
All I have done just to be me,
So if I keep walking, where could I be?
Arguing with friend’s ain’t worth it no more!
Horrendous it is but I will still dream,
life is my own too do as I please.
I won’t allow death as my path, I shout I am living and steer it to last.
I'm a believer a giver of love,
So when you are down or at a means to an end,
Remember I am waiting with a smile at your door,
This is a person what friends are there for?
Copyright © Kiera Heart | Year Posted 2010
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