Each day is both a chance to live and a chance to die
We awaken barely realizing this truth, passing it by
Hearts unshaken by the reality of a sudden doom
Ripping us away from both today and tomorrow to our tomb
No longer shall I wait
Time will not look the other way
Here and now, we decide our fate
Knowing death could take it all away
Each day is a choice to either live or die
Consumed by the abyss or set loose upon the sky
A match to strike change to burn across this land
A future gripped within a fading hand
- Author: poetboy123 ( Offline)
- Published: December 25th, 2017 14:13
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
Chose the light and live for tomorrow, tomorrow will be good day.
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