Narrative of a Village Boy
I am nothing more
Than a mere
Child
Nothing more
Than a village boy
Casted away into a ship
To a land of
Futures and dreams
But I don’t have those
I am alone in a world
Full of questions and mysteries
No one to care for
No one to worry over
Alone forever
Alone rocking side to side on the sea
For no one to find me
I have questioned
If I will be freed
Freed by
What makes me
Feel sane
I don’t want to suffer much longer
Set me free
Free of this place people
Call home
There is no home for me
But you through me out into this city
This dirty soot ridden city
I want to feel
The fresh air of forests
Not the stuffiness
Of this city
I have a problem of going to taverns
Overcrowded taverns
I drink too much
But it’s my mask
I hide my emotions
Behind a mask of alcohol
The pain behind the mask
Makes me feel safe
Although my actions may seem normal
That’s far from the truth
I am bound to this land
People call home
My wings clipped away from
Freedom
I reach out for help
But no one can hear my calls
I cry
I scream
But there’s nothing left for me
Alone in the darkness
A small light
Shines
Just for a moment
It shows me a path of dirt
Then it’s gone
I have no hope
Left
It all goes away
Like a scared animal
But the light came back
But this time it’s brighter
The path is shown again
Have I finally
Found freedom?
I have found my freedom!
But this newfound freedom
Feels like a
Prison
At least I feel better
Than being in that
Place
But the familiar smell of smoke
Sends back memories
And leaves me shaking in fear
In the middle of the city
I am happy
that I am
Free
But the past experiences
Won’t let me be (edited)
[6:40 PM]
