The war is done but no one won.
Can there be victory if there was no contest?
My demons took on arms and confronted me,
But why destroy part of me when I can embrace all of me.
So what if I don't smile anymore, melancholy is a thing.
I don't want to fight, maybe I don't want to live
But I want to be me, however I can be
So put your faith elsewhere, the future is bland to me.
©Sephace_
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On The Road
PoetryOn The Road is a compilation of poems inspired by the unending stories of life which entails both the good and bad and the exciting and depressing aspects of life. *Winner of The Coalition Summer Awards 2019 Poetry category*
