Fervorous Peroxysm For Oppressed Venture
I wish to be a poet, like Oscar
I’ve got so much passion in me, it’s pain
I long to take an adventure; wander
I’ve got the world in my heart- unashamed
Sometimes I wake up, and swear I can fly
I wish but to experience my life
How could I leave my heart to be denied?
Balance me on the tip of your dulled knife
Caress my scars, and scream at me in vain
I need to feel my heart fill, then break
Tether me to a line, sever the chain
I won’t give you my soul, it’s mine to take
I need to drive too recklessly; faster
My trust is in my heart, my heart mastered
-s.c.n.
Copyright © Z. Akuhai | Year Posted 2017
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