Convict of whims

I breathed hard,
So as to born into life I lost
In the hands of my nightmares;
But the Golden path that led me,
Never touched that glimpse!
That altered me to forge my love,
And live behind the days of time;
Outlying yearn to seek that artist
As a convict of whims!!
Words cracked into my heart
But the final hope still untold
It existed in the lap of fate
What else await there for me?