What It Feels Like
Strength has become my weakness,
Withering away my soul.
Fighting to make it right
Turns out,
Ive only been diminishing my life.
I used to hold on;
Druing all of the blistering hurt,
To the little moments of your love,
Still knowing how quickly you may
reverse.
With my optimistic views
Fogging up lifes realistic lense,
Im left to wonder;
What can i do to cleanse?
The impurities you've created,
The nightmares you've caused,
And the worry
I'm overwhelmed with,
Because Im left to fight alone.
Copyright © Sarah Tufts | Year Posted 2012
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