Steeped in sorrows, I climb and climb-
No crying is the only rule
But as the cliff gets taller and taller,
I realize I am a fool
Closer to tomorrow,
A better day will come,
But as the rainbows dissipate
I hear an endless drum
Thumpity, thump, I slip and fall,
The stressed out drum still playing
I have never been religious, but
I find myself now praying
I try and try, tears escaping,
Bloodied fingers crawl
I must reach the top, no matter what,
But I fall at pressure's claw.
I crawl back up, my mind unraveling-
My sobs leave a darkened stain
My bloodied fingers bloody more,
For I am stuck in failure's game
<3 Author's Note <3- Hello! I am LITERALLY in English right now. Gotta publish when the teacher's not looking! XD
Hope you enjoyed this one!
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Black Abyss
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