Out of the darkness we will rise,
To fight all possiblitys of failure.
Waiting for a flicker of light,
Waiting for a lie, fighting on.
I don't feel human, I don't feel right.
I can't keep going on with desperation in my head and hope in my heart
Theres no more fight left in me,
Please help me out of my own mind.
Trapped, Waiting, Worrying
This is the last stand,
I don't believe in my own resolve
But I must.
It's almost over now,
The pointless fighting that gets us nowhere
Fight on and leave me.
Author notes
to be perfectly honest this poem was made as i went along i just needed to get it off my chest...and before you ask...no i dont know who im refering to "us". hope you enjoy
Written October 15th, 2006
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