There I am, lost within myself
How can the creation of my higher being not display the beauties of life but paints vivid pictures of death?
Why do I embrace the sunny rays of day but fear the absence of light like a dark knight?
Left battling between my good and bad ways ceased the hemorrhaging thoughts of my past days
I was stuck with the vision of blowing like a Semtex
My Lord, I am that, I am therefore I must be up next
Roses are red and so does my blood flow
Hidden Treasures were never hidden
They are here for you to know
- Travis E
YOU ARE READING
No fear.
PoetryTake a look into the mind of a young man well known and respected amongst his family, friends and elders. When people look at me, they can see nothing about who I truly am; my poems derive from that dark part of me that no one knows. Take a look int...
