Dead man livingA Poem by bhea
Another day without a purpose,
Fighting in an endless battle, Wanting it all to end and rest, Thinking for an easy way out, Wanting my candle to blow out. Everyday my life is at war, I'm tired of trying to stay strong, No one can pull me from darkness, No one can see how scared I am, I try to hide and run away. My own thoughs trying to kill me, I had already lost my pride, Living outside,dying inside, I'm drowning and feeling so depressed, I am tired of being put down. Keep fighting even if you lose, Even If it's against yourself Know that the chain can be broken, Follow the river and find peace, Hoping a heart will walk at ease. © 2018 bhea |
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