By The LifeA Poem by Vincent CuccoloTime pestered me Disheartened my hopes Crumbled my dreams To no end My bitter little friend Stretching on tirelessly While my odds for survival Glare in betrayal
I’m spent Weary This marathon of exhaustion Has me by the soul But leaves just enough life inside For death to tickly-tease me A careful torture Deliberate Unfair
Something has to give BUT THERE’S NOTHING TO GET Lose, lose Everyone’s screwed When neither of us wants to take the blame Too proud for our own good Heads held high enough to touch the sky I want to run The faintest blur Instinct has me by the mind But history claims me by the life
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Added on August 17, 2012 Last Updated on August 17, 2012 AuthorVincent CuccoloMaplewood, NJAboutI was born on August 18th, 1990. I live in the US at Maplewood, NJ. Writing wasn't always my forte; I initially wanted to pursue drawing as a career. It wasn't until 2005 did I step my feet within the.. more..Writing
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