Almost gave up.

a short poem about giving up.

I have loved and lost,

hurt and cried,

travelled a road with only darkness,

and almost given up.

I have wished upon stars,

dreamed, hoped and prayed,

searched for a purpose,

and almost given up.

I have missed and still miss,

loved and still love,

hurt and still hurt,

and almost given up.

I have sat in silence,

screamed into the void,

wishing one person would hear me,

and almost given up.

I have lost near everything,

my purpose and my soul,

I have lost the will to fight,

and almost given up.

I have battled demons in my mind,

fallen angels in my life,

battled the biggest demon called me,

and almost given up.

I have stared at only darkness,

no light to behold,

lived the evil purgatory,

and almost given up.

I have plastered on fake smiles,

laughed and faked fine,

played the role for others,,

and almost given up.

I have walked the cold halls,

that my barren soul has become,

seen the death of myself, 

and almost given up.

I have chosen my weapon,

the one to end it all,

laid it at my feet,

and almost given up.

I have searched for a reason,

to carry on with life,

to find something i'm worth,

and almost given up.

I am trying to fight on,

however cold and broken,

however much it hurts,

because i've only almost given up.