Forgotten Diamond

If only was I truly free I could've been smiling in glee. Like the shimmer in the sky high, My love for the forgotten diamond- Maybe, in light. That little diamond-to-be Forgotten down the world we see. Was "to much" they said And yet, not "enough". Many others like her Lies in the deep ground, COLD. Where the breeze never reaches And their screams never echoes. And those who make it alive, Are blinded by those- Gifted by the LIGHT. ~thepoetchanni