Unfree Poem by Eman Awad

A poet, but my words never got through to any mind.
A singer, but my songs are out of time.
A fighter, but with no sword.
A human, but pain is my lord.
I'm usuall, i cry, i run,
and i count cluster stars.
Still haven't i found my one,
to rest peacefully within his arms.
Still haven't i recognize my face,
but they say it got pale.
Lost eternally within my place,
and my wind is always a gale.
Come to the despered world of mine,
whenever you cross a wound put a sign..
But when you pass those marks, walk far,
you don't want to step on my scars.
Have you found the misery about me? ?
i'm chained forever, unfree...