Lifes Plight

Today’s a day where all things wrong plague my mind and the torment of my heart increases ten fold. 

Whether I hold tight or with a loose grip, it seems I’m destined for failure and left with no one to hold.


My thoughts run deep as I ponder my existence, alone in a world full of beauty and constant sorrow.

I’ve learned many things that come only with experience, one of which to always look to the morrow.


To stoop lower than who you truly are lets others control your emotions, and to kill your hearts glow.

The only option is to stand tall with your plights, or be carried and buried by 6 below...


  • SLR

    This is beautiful and profound. Well written. And SO TRUE!!! Great post!

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