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Apr 24
There once was a promise
of a paradise that I could reach
as long as I could be "worthy"
keep my body and mind clean
and walk in a straight line

But my steps always wander
and I never could stay clean
while wandering through a maze
and the things to be "worthy"
are something I'll never be

They told me to promise
and I couldn't do it
I refused to let myself
be sold away to a lie
and this pain doesn't end

Heaven is too far
a promise of peace
somewhere I can't reach
away in the stars
or maybe in another place

And Hell is too close
tangible in the ground I walk
and the air I breathe
smoke fills the sky
and scars grace my skin

There's no promise here
that hasn't already been broken
I wish I could tell you
what we used to do
but I can't remember it anymore
Wanderlust
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Wanderlust  Non-binary/Hell
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