"The Forest Where I Died Alone"
The wind never judged me.
The trees never laughed.
So I made the forest my home—
far from voices
that only knew how to break me.
Since the day I was born,
they pushed me down.
Failed me.
Forgot me.
Even when I rose again
with blood on my knuckles
and fire in my eyes.
They called me strange
for dreaming too loud.
But I kept dreaming.
Life hit hard,
It broke me in ways
no scar can prove.
But I rose again—
Struggled through hell.
One day,
I gave everything I’ve built—
my thoughts,
my invention—
to humanity,
Not for applause.
Not for love.
But to prove that men like me
Can also bring a huge revolution ,
To this corrupted world.
But still they left me behind
like I was never part of it.
So I waited.
Every day,
for the one soul
my heart had shaped in silence.
A girl who can understand.
A girl who stays for who I am .
But she never came.
She never even existed.
So I sat
under the quiet stars,
with nothing left but memory—
of pain,
of loyalty,
of the men I tried to be.
And when the world forgot me,
the forest held me close.
And I died
the way I lived—
alone.
By ~ Dark_Reaper















