Got a mountain to climb
But I don't got the time
To waste
Heading towards the door
And every part of me's dying for
A taste
A line of failures at my back
Not about to be losing track
In haste
Step in beat to the dance
Seeing that golden chance
I've chased
Doubt plants in my mind
Then I can't seem to find
My grace
Fear's seeping in my soul
And I can't seem to control
My pace
Like a demon raised from hell
As if under a spell
I race
Goals waiting up ahead
Can't wait until I'm dead
I embrace
Every specter, every phantom
Living on a ransom
I can't replace
So this heartbeat accelerates
And I can no longer wait
Now it's only death or fate
For there's no more time to hesitate
- Author: poetboy123 ( Offline)
- Published: January 13th, 2018 11:44
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 13
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