Bare

''Bare'' Dead whilst alive, Forgotten yet solidly visible, Underestimated but still the best there is............. The sound of disappointment! I am searching for a boy long forgotten, Left for the bushes, never returned, Still finding himself among st devours of life and thorns of deception, Running for the hills, In search of his purpose. My peers Doctors,Soldiers and Focused! I lay awake with my hair uncombed, blowing trees day dreaming of what would be..... The stains within the heart visible enough to bring tears into my mama's eyes "Where is my boy?" So lam running and running, Never stopping, my blood pumping, My spirit diluted with doubt and impatience, My mental troubled with anxiety, panic attacks .....screaming and bleeding , I hold on! I bow my head! I leave it all in the hands of Christ! I still fight....... I am looking for myself.