I believe I feel like sharing this now even though my life story I plan to start sharing through September is about two weeks away…in its own way it is a poem version of how I saw my life from when I was young to when I finally wrote it down on paper last year.
The Arcana of My Life
Innocent and naïve, I once was
Until I saw the world
And what the future held for me because…
Insanity would claimed my mother for its own
While father vanished from my vision, and I knew not where he had gone
I prayed for God to save me, but realized soon he too had left me alone
Abandoned without love, I saw my own personal hell
Life moved on, as I stood still
Broken inside, but I could see that I hid it well
I withdrew into myself, weak and pale
Becoming blind to what was real
Dying felt easier than being alive, as I saw myself hanging from a rope, thin and frail
But Death would not take me yet
Fate was patient, but unkind
For all my sins and regrets, the Devil I did still owe a debt
Though I was not ready when he found his way inside my mind
Hope was fleeting, and I let go
Illusions and nightmares were all that I could now find
I look around my world, where the darkness has not yet won
And wonder what I would do to deserve what was to come
What price must I pay to live my next life out in the sun?