I was standing on the edge, the edge of give up.
Life approached me, and pushed me,
I fell, and hit on a couple of rocks
Before landing wounded on the sea.
Bruises were decorating my face,
And pain was engraving on my heart.
I couldn't tell if I deserved all this,
But I hit the button of restart.
Before Hitting the button, the instructions
Says, "you'll live a never ending cycle of pain,
No matter how many times you try,
You'll keep falling, till you'll never be able to retain"
I couldn't tell, if it was bad.
But I could tell that I wanted it.
The warrior inside me;my soul didn't give up
So why should I quit ?
-N.Hetari
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Beyond The Thoughts
Poetry[Completed] "We all have stories, some will tell, some will hide and some will just pour it all in a poem"
