Different Foe; Known Name

Got burned,
I run against the flames.
Lesson learned,
But still feel the pains.

Bitterness and distrust,
They helped me open the golden cage,
Hopes and dreams turned into dust,
But at least I was off the stage.

Despair and loneliness became one,
A silent rage that only grew,
And it continues to run,
But red turned into blues.

Wasted time in empty sorrows,
Never a chance to have any heroes,
And now life seems in vain
All cause I wanted to feel the rain.

No more thinking of tomorrow,
I will brush away the shame,
A different foe,
But with a known name.

Copyright © 2017 Manuel Osornio-emotionsoflife2016

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