I Was Not Made

These hands weren't made

for these terrible deeds

that make my heart

burst in my chest.

These feet weren't made

for the miles they run

trying to escape the

nightmares that chase me.

My hands were made

to hold the sky

as I drown in stardust

among the graves of galaxies.

My feet were made

to race the wind

until I reach the place

the sunrise meets the Earth.

I was not born

for the cruel nature

of man.

I only exist to save myself.