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Orphans

orphanage

I followed my feelings,

and got lost. 

I learned late.  

That shit only works in movies. 

In truth,

there are no heroes,

or prisoners.

No princesses,

or monsters.

Except those you imagine. 

But there is one part of the story that’s true.

We are all orphans,

left to raise ourselves

in the shadows we create. 

I want to be alone in the sun.

To be warm,

where nothing blocks the light.

Understood by all,

because all is only me. 

And if then lost,

the only absence I will know

is of the noise I left behind.

 

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2 thoughts on “Orphans

  1. I’m a hero and a monster,
    But only when standing in the sun,
    And searching for the emotions I left behind.

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  2. footloosedon on said:

    Brilliant stuff Bill. I particularly like the lines:

    We are all orphans,

    left to raise ourselves

    in the shadows we create.

    No shit Shirley.

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