I wonder, as I fall,
Do I retain the self;
Or simply join the all?
Am I singular, or one of the crowd?
Consumed by those that surround;
Have I hit rockbottom, or the ground?
Have I reached my limit, or will I conquer more?
Have I fought away my demons? I'm not so sure.
Will I ever succeed, as I'm yet to prevail;
I may never win, but I can't always fail.
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An Amalgamation of Words
PoetryI'm almost as bad at writing descriptions as I am at writing poems, but at least I tried. Sharing my inner turmoil, one poorly worded sentence at a time.
