Ran blindly on an endless way,
my senses right, my soul astray.
Gasped hard as time slipped away,
to find my home in the last strip of day.

Like a thousand needles pierced my brain,
my body free, my soul in chain.
To fix everything through this seering pain,
on a clueless road in a world arcane.

They saw me with hatred in their eyes,
with words so sweet yet in despise.
Stabbed my lungs with their messed up lies,
asked why cant I breathe in great surprise.

I've been silent, guilty, worried and keen,
my words were clear, my soul unseen.
I've seen them change to strange and mean,
like a minute passed and decade has been.

I want this sorrow out of my chest,
my mind is light, my brain needs rest.
A long time since I've been oppressed,
I'll find my home and pass this test.
© azura