I Am
I am, this dark cave, under so many eyes and lips
A secret some want to outcast and burn, under stones
Mysterious I am, black sheep only I see, under this waterfall of strength
~ Shhhhh~
Many try to shame my fountain, due to my father’s reflection upon my face
My life seems to be a race, spinning around this mist, has I continue
Continue living day by day, with tears of laughter and pain upon my flood
~ Listen~
For none could see the fire I hold deep in my eyes, while I look in the sky
Thanking my thorn, thy only one needing thanks in this world of ours
~ I try to live~
For many will try to continue confusion on their lips on my signature
Classified my water and ambush my clouds
~ Yes~
I am beautiful, under my eyes and lips, stranger at heart
I’m burning stones and out casting shame
~Soul~ hmmm~
~Sweet as peaches~
The race I live day by day, continues the fire I breathe, tasting the stars
~ My soul~
Feels the thorns my enemies’ seem to throw at me, helping me off thy feet
Shooting arrows, fire bombs and rivers, is my poem
My poem, is my soul
My soul, is my poem
But, never a black hole
I am my poem
Copyright © Delilah Ventura | Year Posted 2014
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