Striving and Falling

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by poisonedresistance, May 23, 2015.

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  1. poisonedresistance

    poisonedresistance Well-Known Member

    When every knife is pointed at you,, and each blade shines,
    When every word spoken to you, just hurts you and blinds
    with each passing moment of every rolling day,
    Im fighting so hard, just to find a way.

    long ago I realized, my wishes had been blocked
    all my hopes and dreams, behind closed doors and locked.
    every days a fight now, I fall and then I strive,
    but those knives are still upon me, they dont want me to stay alive.

    with every broken promise, a hope now fades away
    with every dried up tear, another darkened day.
    Im crouching in the dark now and here I know that I must stay,
    even with a little light, the walls are in my wall.

    Im tired of being me now, of carving out a path
    when all I see infront of me is another aftermath.
    the energy is fading, and soon the light will go
    ill remember in my heart though, the me I used to know.

    The one who fought so long, the one fell so hard
    the one who kept the dreams alive when everything was barred.
    a memory in my head soon, one that I must throw,
    so i can get the courage, to say goodbye and go.
  2. mulberrypie

    mulberrypie Well-Known Member

    this is very good :)
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