Today I'm tired and drained and sore.
My soul is a blackened, burned-out core.
My heart wonders what it's beating for;
The futility of every day abandons me to seethe.
Today I feel like my smile is fake.
Why do I give it, and for whose sake?
My heart stumbles and it may yet break,
And I consider once again how deeply I wish to leave.
Today I need to stop myself, because I know
This dark is not forever, I must let hope grow,
Or else choose oblivion now, take the death blow.
For life's sake I will live, and today I remember to breathe.
Why else continue living, if we deny the urge to dream?
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My Poetry
PoetryIt's poetry and it's a sight better than my old stuff. Hope you enjoy.
