Poem

The stories, they don't compare
The pain, we cannot share
The guilt, we barely bare
The hearts, we try to share
The sights, just never dare
The sounds, no ones' to tear
To share, or not to share
Besides, you just weren't there
And how weird would it have been
You seeing me light up again
From angered breath and flared up nose
A life began, you'll never know
One's lost, one's found
Some sky, some ground
Spins all around, dropping so down
To darkest times and empty days
A world lived out as through a haze
Life so short, and yet so long
Cling to breath, all else is gone
Life is close, soon to awake
By either love or mighty quake
Shaken from the shadows cast
By demons, clinging to the past
Fought back by sun of blinding heat
The warmth my heart did struggle to meet
Love turns the key and let's her free
Out in the sun, frail and cold
Yet that warmth soon makes her bold
To stave off evil lurking inside
And open wide to curious eyes
Start with legacy of fast and fun
A breath so strong, nearly done
Music beats, the sound so strong
A dance, and moves that last so long
The night does die, but the sun never rise
A world now lost new friends, new ties
Beginning, all is started here
Unhealthy lack of sleep and fear
And now the story is but told
But that doesn't matter, for it is old