The flames surge and spread, surrounding me
Smoke clogging my throat crumpled on the ground
Everything is ashes, burned away every place to flee
Doomed, I ignite, unable to make a sound
Shadows and Nightmares out on prowl
Their suffocating aura crushing my ambition
Darkness creeping closer ever foul
Lost and alone, praying for the sun
Yet despite how deep I had sunk
Regardless of how I felt utterly overwhelmed
My hopes and dreams hadn't shrunk
To my fate, I would never be condemned
So each and every time I will fall
Once again I'll climb and stand tall
I have to fight just to fight
To keep myself truly alive
Tear my way through this night
Live to hope for the light
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Very nicely said. We all are straining to reach the light!
Thank you, and hopefully, we'll continue to do so!
Nice rhyme and rhythm PB! I discerned two types of light in your poem. One in the form of a smothering and destructive fire and the other in beckoning light that leads. There is no confusion in which one is chosen.
Thank you very much, Gary! I'm glad you understood 😀
Inspirational for those who feel down and out, that from some where even after being burned to a crisp we can come back even stronger. I read your bio. At 14 I could not write a decent sentence. Kudos young man.
Thank you very much, I appreciate it Aug!
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