Worth Living For

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Accentuated adrenaline,

flowing under my skin.

The feeling slowly fades,

as does the shadow within.

It recedes to a corner, 

in the recesses of my mind.

It contains all my former,

all that's in the behind.

The past chases me like a ghost,

a face of underlying terror,

it uses me as a host,

a parasite that feeds on my horror.

Fear surounds me like an aura,

it threatens to tear me up inside.

Near me lies the box of pandora,

and within lies all my flaws, sins and pride.

Everything that makes me who i am, 

everything on which i rely.

Its threatened to go blam, 

in a puff of smoke, let me die.

Let me fade, let me disappear. 

Let me leave this world.

Down my face passes a single tear,

containing everything unfurled.

Containing all i want to be, 

all that i never can.

All that makes me ME,

even the past from which i ran. 

With a heavy heart i sigh, 

and with a single breath i let out my stress.

I tear at my eyes, 

and my hair becomes a mess.

Anger becomes melancholy,

sadness turns to emptiness.

Emptiness becomes my harmony,

my friend when i'm in distress.

With my chin held high i smile,

back into the face of life. 

Back from the past defile

back from interrelelated strife.

I enter the present,

through the open door.

'Cuz no matter how life can be resilient.

It's certainly worth living for...

ALEXANDER AL BASOSI

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