Everyday, I rise above my fears,
Looking down on my past fading like the sunset,
With everything I never had as a child.
The future opens her arms ready to embrace me,
But I cannot stop looking down at the past,
With tears in his eyes, feeling all guilty having
Denied me of my possessions.
Deep inside of him, he wants me back,
But I have chosen the future.
With her, I will never go down a dark path alone,
Till then, I keep my fingers crossed.
A great poem, a good write. May i invite you to read my Poem called, astral plane.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wake up! Now that you made your first move by posting this well penned and poignant write that has become your proud entrance into the Poetry World, there is no time to waste and keeping your fingers crossed, this is a NO, NO! There is a long path to travel through and you are young and strong, let's keep it moving ahead because where you are now, I was some time ago and where I am right now, I want you to come! 10+++God Bless You! Love and Peace for always! In Poetry Yours, Romeo from New York City! ...