The Long Roads Of Gold And Purity Poem by Rafael Cazares

I've thought & sighed,
For a part of me has left & died.
The search for an elusive satisfaction;
A desperate call to feel sane.

The first few days,
I was at loss & could not regain,
My eyes would not ignore the grey.
The pain slowly, slyly mastered my mind
& nearly drove me back again.
But I was blind for the Sun was Shining in the Sky,
I unbind, 'cause I was a living lie.

The wounds apparent in their hearts,
guided me backwards to the start.
Nothing but pure hatred
from the reflection my eyes followed,
Spoonfuls of happiness my stomach could not swallow.

I can only sit here & sigh
for a part of me deserves to die.