The battle of life is mine
I accept that I may never win though
That I may never be rescued also
crosses my mind
My tears are what shelter me from
the pain
A pain so sharp
That it hurts worse than the blade
I look at the world
and know what it wants from me
Yet I do not want to give in
This is my life
I make of it what I wish
My dreams are hidden
Yet I still see them clearly
The angels waltz around me
The demons capture my gaze
This is troubling me
Yet no more than the power of hate
The way we all are distressed
Is tearing out our souls
We stand alone sometimes
Staring out into a lightless sky
We walk down seperate paths
though we all have the same end
Author notes
screen name: GreatPuppettVassago
The way we perciev our lifes sometimes are skewed and flawed. we know what the end will bring us but we all take different paths to get there. we search within ourselves only to be let down if we dont always get what we strive for.
(Gigolo)
A contest entry
- Life Sucks (rounds contest) by SoftlyScreaming.
600 points, ended July 12, 2007, 17 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Very deep write, I enjoyed reading this very much.. great peace of work
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i like it.. it has meaning, emotion, life.. and in your case, it sucks.. which is the point i made this particular contest aside from the next round.. anyways, very nicely done, good luck in the contest
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