I wrote this on a whim, frustration and stress... This helped a bit..


To face oneself

Hours pass, time goes by
Images flash before my eyes
I wade through the darkness
I face the lies
I face the beast
With such cold eyes
The beast is me
My weak disguise

The beast that hurt so many
The fiend that fought my friends
Tonight I make my stand
Tonight, I face myself
I see who I was
I fear what I've become
At my side no one is left
This is my own fair punishment
This is own fate
I will face it without regret
I will face it
For once, I will face it

I cross the threshold
I enter the mirror
I enter this world of forgotten terrors
A child of five in a corner he cries
A child of ten, in a crowd he stares
A child of thirteen, he laughs for once
A beast at eighteen, tonight he dies
A man at last
For the first time,
I live



Poetry by Hasani
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Written on 2006-04-05 at 02:25

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Zoya Zaidi
'Saga of self realization'-sorry for the slip!
2006-04-05


Zoya Zaidi
Hasani, this is like a sagea of self realization!
The coming of age of becoming a man at last!
((((hugs)))
Welcome back!
Love, xxx, Zoya
2006-04-05