Fight
I could drink all the wine
to drown my soul.
I could take every pill
until there's no more.
I could shout out the room but there's
nobody
to
hear.
Nobody here but me and
I.
Only a special few
have heard my cries.
Nobody here but me and I.
So I stand up and shout as the
echo hits my drum. I fight on for my soul to overcome.
Copyright © Frank Guglietta | Year Posted 2017
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