I often find myself perplexed at the world
 When love and joy take a seat and allow chaos to rule
 Best morals often lose and allow cruelty to run rampant

 Let not what has been done, but rather be a fervent student of love

 Do not let them take your voice, be strong when you speak

 Be someone’s hero, never the monster that prays to slaughter the weak

 Be that light that blinds and to relish a mysterious wonder

Published by Beipher

I have been writing poetry since a teenager but did not have the courage to really show it off. It wasn't until I had some tools as I battled depression and mental illness. They are still a part of me, which you will see for yourself. My writing is dark and raw.

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