The Apparent Heartless

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I have this odd aspect about me,

many may not believe.

I dream of the future yet to be seen.

I do not mean of college and jobs.

I mean the raw reality of a random time,

a random day,

a random week,

a random year.

Before last year, I didn't think much about it,

coinsidences

among the stars

or maybe just in the

depth of my mind.

Awaken to the oddities around you all.

A girl has finally stepped out of her shell,

yet still hostile.

A protective wolf,

trapped within the confines of society.

A slinking panther,

never trusting these foolish humans.

Yet she can be tamed,

she can calm down.

Resistance is her shield though.

I will not lay

down upon the grounds of

defeat.

I will fight until my last

dying breath.

As long as there is

something,

anything

worth fighting for,

I will.

I am undetered by

slurs

or insults,

braggarts

or brats.

I am a titanium sheild,

dents and scrapes,

but never breaking.

Still attached to shackles,

bound to the restrictions

that soceity loves to

bind us to.

I am a fighter,

at the same time,

a double ended blade.

I can repel the attackers,

remind my allies who is in control,

just to realize once more,

I am alone.

Only the strongest

will remain

by my side,

unafflicted by my words.

The only one who always be by my side,

is myself.

I view the world

from an outside perch.

Still understanding

I'm human,

but stating our fatal flaws.

Predictability and ignorance,

I am no different,

but my eyes are open!

I'm not as Oblivious

as the rest.

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