We battle our whole lives
Never stopping
Never getting even a second to relax
Some of us win our battles
Some of us don’t
Some people’s battles are easy
Others fight to the death
Everyone’s battle is a struggle
No matter how strong they are
And the only way to win these battles
Is to get stronger
Some of us need help getting stronger
But it’s hard for us to open up
Others are just tired of fighting
Tired of living through hell
So we give up.
We welcome death with open arms
Many see death as a punishment
But we see it as an escape
But when we leave
We realize it was never like that at all.
It was a mistake
And we carry that regret with us forever
No escape
There is no escape
From this cruel reality
- Author: Ajax (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 15th, 2021 15:14
- Comment from author about the poem: Everyone has their own battles to fight And we can't always win (i wrote this in social studies lmao)
- Category: Sad
- Views: 23
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