TwistedFate

Life is sometimes really unfair Showing us things that really aren’t there It’s like reading a cover of a book Sometimes all we can do is look We never know what it’s like inside And it’s not up to us to decide Fate has already made up its mind That life is going to be unkind It always shows us what we can’t possess How we get around it is anyone’s guess We see people living extravagant lives And we can only envy as they thrive Like a child wanting an expensive toy But it’s another unattainable joy We see love and envy romance In our hearts we would kill for a chance But sometimes it’s just not meant to be Or at least we feel like we may never see That fairy tale ending we want real bad And we live on, still alone and sad It’s all so close and yet so far We feel it’s part of who we are Like you’re that character in the story Who tries so hard but finds no glory Like a window shopper in the rain all wet Wanting something, we can never...

And so it began, one dark and stormy night Lost and drowning in an ocean of thought With pen and paper in hand, I began to write Not knowing at all the outcome I sought. With Rolling thunder and a flickering candle And a heart full of sorrow and pain I penned all the thoughts that I couldn't handle As I sat staring at the pouring rain "Memoirs of a Burdened Heart" the first title I chose Inadvertently opening an unimaginable door Looking back, I'm glad that door didn’t close I never imagined myself a writer, all those years ago. A hobby born from a pain filled heart Is now a livelihood that I'll never give up From a time I didn't know where to start To a point where now, I never want to stop So I found my passion in very trying time A place where I can open the floodgates In poetry I found a love of words and rhyme  And this became my Twisted Fate