Do you know what its like?
When failure keeps stabbing your psyche.
When you keep trying with all your might,
But all you see is deep dark night.
Each time you stand on wobbly feet,
Life pushes you down saying, "Enough of your conceit!"
When the state of helplessness enchains you,
What matters is how you get through.
When the world conspires to put you down,
What matters is whether you swim or choose to drown.
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To all of you that might think I'm depressed, trust me, I'm not. We all have our hands tied and we have all felt helplessness. This is a little ode to all of those instances. Nothing more and nothing less.
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Alation
PoesiaHighest Ranking in Poetry: #7 "The elegy of silence, The wailing of fate, The panache of death, The din of rage. Will quieten itself, Soon enough, someday."
