To This Day

Just another poem for a friend..

To this day we fall,

never to hit the ground,

or even a wall.

Just in the air,

suspended in space,

can we ever excape this place.

A place of our fears,

that just meanders and leers,

fishing for the one thing

to make us shatter.

But it only matters,

when one is weak,

then lfe will turn bleak.

If one has hopes and

is strong of heart,

things will only turn dark

for a part of the time.

So little time that it

never does matter.

Cuz one strong of heart

will find another to help

each other through the scowler.

To help one another fight

the battle we call life.

Reviews

[Tasha]

we all need love during these hard times, spectacular!

[quinfinn]

clever and beautiful. well done!

[unknown]

Love this, we all need someone through our battles.