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The fight

My live is not what I wanted it to be.
I was just seeking to feel free.

But my childhood gave me so much darkness.
Because life back then was heartless.

I was praying to my angels every day.
With hope that my life will turn the other way.

Imagined when I have grown up,
I will have the power to make the pain stop.

Yet this fight I have almost all the time.
It’s like a big mountain I have to climb.

My energy don’t last forever.
Giving up isn’t an option, no never.

Even though It’s a hard fight,
With all the terrible dreams at night.

It’s not a simple road to follow.
Cause it’s the pain I have to swallow.

I am running from hell,
So that I will have a chance to be well.




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Publicerad 2018-06-16 16:16



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