'Oppresion' Poem by Amy Lee

The wind of oppression in each other
Only fan the fire of resistance in each other
When I consider the hardships that some others must face
My troubles seem foolish to face
Tonight I’ve taken a stroll under the star
Under the moon’s glow the star
The star seem different in this scene
Perhaps it has always been
There are times I have been tempted o protect my heat
From further disappointment of being stuck in the dark
Primary ambition in life is to leave my name to the unknown
For the greatest tragedy is to die unknown
The coldness of my veins which leaves me cold
I bore false witness to what I was told
There are people I instinctively distrust
I just couldn’t believe that I would never give myself trust
Try to conceal what I endure from the world
Revealed through my countenances to the world
My life has been changed in one pulse of the heart
A question is asked to me by my heart
Why am I trying to force a life?
Like a man being wrong to the wrong wife
While the life I lead may not match the picture in my head
Perhaps it might match the picture in another’s head
Full of joy is not expected
It’s only a dream that never will be perfected
Life doesn’t often take requests
It goes on its own quest
I don’t know the outcome of the trial
Remembering the phone number I have to dial
My words are the scars of my heart’s wounds
A heart that will never be found
Holding my deepest secrets and desires within it
Having all the value to it
It is old but its value is in its words
Like the wings of a bird
The structure of it wings helps it fly
Even if they don’t know why
Leaving the fringes of humanity is not my most desire
To remain cleansed is as high my soul may aspire
Errors of my life has prohibited me from the truth
While shadows are fraught for you
The wind with mournful wails of regret
Has not left me yet
Dropping down my natural tears
Ones that are filled with fear
The world rushed before my eyes
Watching the surrounding lies
Their place of rest has created a new guide
Creating a new guide
With little steps at a time
Wondering where they mine