Through the pain
A part of me Finds himself astray Occasionally, that is Not every night and day Finding itself Trying to wish For a method, or a way To smile through the pain Like all the others within me do A part of me finds itself Distraught, and confused Left behind by the rest Like a little wisp Floating with the wind Failing to land on a leaf Or a tree Afloat with the streams Unable to catch a break Adrift with the rain Failing to breathe, at times I mourn for little old me That little piece floating by That little piece asking for help Always wondering why I wish I had much to give Or anything, really, to provide But that piece of me is necessary For it is how I weather the tides Sometimes a flower Has to bend with the winds In order to survive Sometimes a tower Will crumble and fall Because it defied Stare upon a future Confined within those four walls within And without Outside of them is a bigger prison yet Finding itself trying its best Or attempting, one should say To lay something p...