I have learned to run from a monster that I have known all my life, I learned to stay strong when I wanted to cry, To play when I needed to fight, And because of that, I’m still learning- To get away from that life. I’ve watched as I built up my own prison walls, Protecting me from lies and cheats From all the people who loved to hate; I’ve listened to the prayer of Satan himself, The song of a million dying men, And of a child who has lost her way. I have felt the rain- The blood of the lost souls I have smelled the fear- The mind of the confused But most of all, I created the rain- In the corner of my own world. What I needed was a hand to hold, Yet I felt nothing but my own, What I wanted was a calming voice but all I heard were my own screams of pain; Why must my God create a hell for a creature that has just awaken? Why must I go on searching for a soul that hasn’t yet been made? Yet I found the piece- The piece of the soul that I have searched a lifetime for and I smiled my first smile, My first REAL smile Now I must keep searching for the rest, The rest of my happiness, For it is in my sight… In my grasp… And I must take it all in. Then when I do, I will know no more pain, And I will be my own person, I will have my own life… My own little path, And I will be eternally happy For the rain would have washed away.Birth sign: Scorpio
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