My Guardian Angel

I will find you a way out

(He promised)

I will find another way

This cruel life is not what was promised

This cruel life is not where I plan to stay

Soul trapped in a body

Forgetting it’s purpose and its “why”

Spirit overtaken by a television screen

Forgetting how to fly

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Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things. I am Zee View all posts by strangerpaths