The Final Fight

Shana

I give up.
No use fighting.
Why fight a force which is more powerful than me.
Its no use

Ive tried to fight
Ive tried to change
However it never works
I am who I am and nothing will change.

So hear I am saying the last words.
Singing the last lines.
The stort ends now.
This is the end.

Or does it?
A dim light shines.
A faint smile.
A glimpse of happiness.

  • Author: Endertide (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 11th, 2018 12:09
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • Michela Vismara

    I love the uplifting ending x

    • Shana

      Thank you most of my earlier poems end sad so I wanted to try something different



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