Thursday, April 25, 2013

Behind These Wired Frames

If you looked at me,
Saw me only from the outside,
You would miss all that hides
Behind these wired frames.

I have fought battles and won.
Though physical scars you will not see,
Scars I do have.
I have climbed out of an abyss
But not without falling down often.

Broken bones I never received
But I did receive a gift,
This pride in myself
I thought non-existent.

Black were many days in my life's short span
But now a light of self-discovery shines.
The Black,
       the abyss,
            the battles are over
But not without the pains reality brought.

Behind these wired frames
Lies a fighter,
     a warrior,
So don't, I beg, judge
Until you know the man
Behind these wired frames.

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