I look up to the skies,

The memories of my past

Haunting my every being.

Carrying me to a place

Within my mind,

I see the dormant future

That awaits me.

I'm a half-blood:

Partly hopeless,

Partly gone.

When did I

Discard the happiness

Of simplicity at best?

When did I declare

Myself strong enough

To bare a life

That is bristled,

Unable to bend

And sway in the wind?

I was a child,

Filled with condescension.

I'm now lost within a wilderness

That no mortal should ever go.

I'm forever lost

Within the wilderness

Of my crazed mind.