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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Biographical · #1126936
A brief tale of the cost of mainstreaming
I look around me and what do I see?
A world not of my choosing, where then is me?
Now lost in time, how could this be?
Suddenly shackled by choices, no longer set free.

So many times past I pondered a fate
Camping alone with my thoughts, outside of life's gate
Dreading to enter, suspicions that I would hate
The paths that all follow, why I entered so late

Focused with passions that once were just mine
I advanced on the path, I did very fine
Frequently coming up to, but never crossing the line
Society's feast laid before me, often did I dine

Then once I did stop to ponder it all
I realize I left my soul sealed behind a wall
Now silently I cry out, an incessant call
For help to end this life threatening fall

A body can live, without soul, without heart
Can function quite well actually, with those things apart
Lies told to self, life to children to impart
Promises one day, that again will I start

To find a life of my choice, to seek out the sun
To look to myself, for the reasons to run
Natures can replentish a soul, a new life begun
The choices made for me, for others now none

The calendar, and mirror, now tell the tale
I've lost too many years, on my dreams will I fail
Moored at the dock, a soul never to sail
Why with deafening silence, I silently wail

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