Not Giving Up

When we fall to our demons- it is not the end. There is always another day, another day to stand and fight, and not give up.

Not Giving Up

“No!”

I shout. I scream.

At the demon in me.

“No!

I will stand.

I will fight.

I will climb.

And I will achieve”

‘No”, it says

“Someone like you never can.”

“Yes,” I say,

“Because someone like me can see you, can hear you, so I can fight you.

And fight I will,

Until my heart’s dying breath.”

I get up.

And I climb,

Climb,

Climb.

Up,

Up,

Up.

And eventually,

if I am strong-

Which I am,

If I am brave-

Which I am,

If I believe-

Which I do,

I will climb to a place where my demon can’t follow.

Where I am free.

Where I can rest…

Until the demon finds a new stone to throw at my still healing wounds.

And then,

I will climb,

Higher still,

Always running…

But not from my demon.

No,

I run,

Run towards a better me.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[C_theSurrealist]

The conversation of the character and the demon makes the poem more powerful as it seems. Your words make the piece alive, it is like in action. The message is motivational. Continue writing!

[Alli]

Thank you so much! I really appreciate you taking the time to read and review!