Always the GameA Poem by KAJNever give up
This body is broken, tomorrow patch it up.
Today I am good but I'm never good enough. I run with the storm to let go of my fear. I fight til the end even when it's not near. Fatigue is a stranger, I refuse to be weak. It is not for fame but my own self worth I seek. To quit is to die so I welcome the pain. And breath fire inside that stands up to the rain. Whether cursed or blessed with this unreachable goal. This passion runs deep far beyond my control. Years come and go but my vision is the same. Body, heart, and soul, I'm always in the game.
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Added on March 8, 2018Last Updated on March 8, 2018 AuthorKAJVancouver, WAAboutI am a mom with a lovely daughter. I write about hope, life, death, pain, and frustration. Some are just plain silly. Thank you for taking time to read them. more..Writing
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