Chained Souls, Body And Mind Poem by Calven Butch

heavy winds of pain surge in my body as clouds,
Boldered rocks hung low in my soul,
Wieghing me down to the ground,
Blood gushes out with no sound,
Pain is what I awake to,
Agony is what I sleep in,
Devistation is what I am,
I do not understand a word poeple say but does that stop me?
No but it does make me stronger.

Strong wings unfold before my eyes,
black and beatiful,
Red smoltering eyes glare hatred at me,
stunning,
Steel like feathers pierce my body,
pleasurable,
Blood oozing out of my body and kills me,
Satisfaction,
Heart-Break causes me to see these shadows of death,
Crave,
Deep craters of the darkness eat me whole,
I am no longer a slave from this place called home,
I am no longer a rebelious teen but a saint in eyes of others,
I may have lived this long but soon, very soon I hope,
I will pass on as the rest before me.
Life is what causes the problems but it's what you do with it.
Take control.
Learn Today,
Teach tomorrow,
Plan ahead.