~ Your breath is in your head if you think you can't
Feel alive
Then Dark inside
Feeling good at start
Then you're torn apart
Feeling all well
Until you're in Hell
Body ache
Bones break
Perfection
Infection
All good then bad
Happy then sad
To rule your self
Pick a higher shelf
Feel like a warrior
Be strong and superior
Work may bust you
Doesn't say what to do
Only with your will
To walk the hill
To greater advance
You must enhance
Spirit boost adrenaline
Without help from kin
No steroids or energy drinks
Not even tap from the sinks
To feel down for bad luck
Then you give in to wtf
Acting there's no way
But that changes today
Get used to your pain
Keep yourself sain
Fill yourself full
To win your goal
Life and breath
Dark and Death
And chance
Your balance
To fly
Far
- Author: Last Shadow ( Offline)
- Published: August 31st, 2018 23:42
- Comment from author about the poem: Idk, nothing is better or worst, so stop the cycle by pushing your own self full length or be the same drowned peasant.
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 3
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