A chase in the rain
for a drop of dew
Will I begin to end or
lead to pursue
With all I have and
all I do
In my army I need no
crew
Have seen the glory,
and walked a mile
Lived to cherish not
to survive
Shattering age old
inhibitions
I feel more liberated
& alive
There were days of
darkness
Caged in an alley that
held no light
Tormented
for accusations
For a well built lie
I felt delusional the entire night
And no being could
help, in my plight
a perverted being was
writing my fate
How could i give up
without a fight
A tattered soul has
seen more shores
With marks of wounds
to glorify
A tale not too
ordinary
And choices to swear
by
I have grown with
setbacks
Mistakes I rather not
rectify
It’s a story of my
existence
It’s a journey of my
soul
I have crafted my
wings
And I choose to
fly
