My Life

Broken spirit,
Shining star,
Someone special,
Yet bizarre.

Full of good,
But done some bad,
Close to sane,
Though driven mad.

Tiny scars,
That too, shall speak,
Of times when I,
Was strong yet weak.

Bitter pills,
I'd hate to taste,
Swallowed lessons,
Human waste.

Compassion rings out,
Through it all,
Empathy,
For those who fall.

Elders loved,
Children taught,
Praised for all,
The joy they brought.

The world,
A playground for my mind,
Full of all,
I wish to find.

Spoken words,
Written dreams,
Stitched along,
My melted seams.

A need to touch,
Then to feel,
Something bold,
Something real.

Everything,
I've come to be,
Is all I've had,
The chance to see.

Ever roaming,
Ever writing,
Standing tall,
And always fighting.

Dreams to be,
Remembered by,
The strength within,
My own reply.

The courage,
That I found in pain,
Passed on to,
Those who remain.

Immortal moments,
Carved in time,
Blessed by rhythm,
Bathed in rhyme.