Luck
never to be in my ball court
As others take and have taken
pity on the person who speaks of a father
As a pathetic place never to return
Predenoted titles of insecure or unstable
Chucked at me like a simple game of dodgeball
As impact was made each rooted me to
The pain staking portion of my past

Always seemed to stared at in remorse
Never to be seen as anything more than anxiety
Those eyes to haunt my current and past
As titles get chucked my way even more
As the old soaks in
As if a sponge to reality can take another blow
The dark times spoken of in my words
Only shine of beauty to those who don't understand
They don't see the chains
Holding me down to the ball of their predestined titles
As darkness shields my eyes
safety was sought as someone to understand
Seemed to slip away hopes of mine
The time which one tried to understand me
Shook loose as I proved they didn't
Couldn't comprehend my pain
Left in its place was that word of unstable
My past
Proven to be dark
Iratates me as no one sees my current
Besides those open to the idea of life
Beyond borders of past
For those people
Who can truly feel the ringing of my words
I gratitude
As my story may finally
Be seen through that of darkest of times
My ideals change from darkness and misery
To longing of the next adventure
No longer chained by the ball of reality
I write within these words
A slow depleation of those who live
In and for the darkness
For those who are trapped or for those in fear
Must believe you are not alone
As you are people who shine brightest in my eyes
As you all are the ones with a story worth reading
for the eternity to come
Words silenced by society
Rise like the flames
And burn those predeemed titles
Prove you are more than that dark time
Spread to the society that so many are bound to in their mind
Burn
Flames of no pain
But rather
Realization