What is stolen

by D. Lloyd   Jan 14, 2016


When you join this life
you volunteer.
you do it so blindly,
you have this picture in your mind.
and that is all you have.

because when you get here its not what you imagined at all

you feel the pain of being removed
you feel the pain of fear
you feel the pain of not knowing if you will ever see your loved ones again.

but the worst part is that they steal a little pice of yourself

the part of you that still wants to play.

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  • 8 years ago

    by Em

    This piece is different yet truthful.

    We all have a different hindsight of life but you are right it never usually turns out the way we planned.