Fragmented Reflections (Shards of The Soul, #3)
Dysfunctional young adult,
From a shattered home I was bred.
Seeking connection, wanting solitude,
Lost in moonlight, tears I shed.
Lines are blurred, days a whirl,
Court cases, too many made me hurl.
Father unknown, Dad called me a bastard,
And my school struggles labeled me a retard.
Mum's been gone, ran away they say,
With Michael, my father, a business powerplay.
Who's my dad, Danilo or Michael?
Someone told me, but my mind was in a pickle.
Michael moved in, Mum's love grew,
But I was lost in translation, with Bronx in view.
Far from home, missing Aiden's smirk,
And Leo and Matt, keeping him from being a jerk.
I needed help, a saviour to find,
Drowned in disabling waters called my mind.
Some nights I woke choking on air,
Longing for an end, life wasn't fair.
Hailey...
You were my guiding light,
Strongest in town, showing all males might.
Your mother loved you, her aurantia grew,
You loved them dearly. I miss you.
But then...
That man left you in pain,
Bloodied your face, a sinister stain.
I must explain, I never lost the race,
But he took my place, leaving a trace.
I didn't stand for it, I had him outed,
For you and me, I screamed and shouted.
Ran through halls in a relentless pursuit,
I grabbed my knife, justice to execute.
Body hidden in a neighbour's basement embrace,
Needed a new suit, for my soul had been disgraced.
But that was the price for hurting Hailey, you see,
There was no escape, you should have feared me.
Because I'm Max Narak!
Run fast unless I'll come back!
Giving those that deserve it pain,
Seeing it through that you are slain.
It is I, Maximus Lee Narak!
Giving my enemies panic attacks!
Prescribing their daily doses of pain,
Respectable trophies make their brains...
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