Fight Last

Fight Last

A Poem by SyN

I don't wanna stand beside you.
I don't wanna try and feel the pain,
you're going through,
'Til the death you'll see this through.

Cold sweats, hallucinations,
I wanna scream to show,
The hell I'm going through,
The addiction's taken you.

Everyone is sick of caring,
No silver lining on,
the cloud that covers you.
Let it pour and soak you through.

No hope, just desperation,
So sit and wait for death,
And pray it takes you soon.
The addiction's taken.

Can you feel me, through bloodshot eyes.
Should I fight another night, or let it die?
Now I'm choking on every lie.
Do I fight or let it die?

I will fight, one more fight.
Don't break down in front of me.
I will fight, will you fight?
I am not the enemy.

I will try one last time
Are you listening to me?
I will fight, the last fight
I am not your enemy.

I am not your, not your enemy..!!
I am not your enemy...

© 2016 SyN


Author's Note

SyN
I'm new.
Thanks for reading.
I appreciate it.
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Added on February 21, 2016
Last Updated on February 25, 2016

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