Bond To Survive
I'm much less than perfect, I need to confess,
At moments I feel I'm a terrible mess.
Sometimes I surrender when tired to strive,
But look: in the end I am bond to survive.
This life is worth living to see all my foes
Too deep in the gutter, and here it goes:
I still have much time for fulfilling my plan.
The show is over - the battle began.
With broken arms bleeding I'll finish the fight
For those my heroes who suddenly died.
I'll yield to the pleasure to look in the eyes
Of those heartbreakers who told me sweet lies.
It seems I am cruel, but wouldn't you be
If only you knew what it's like to be me?
My heart has been pierced by a sharp poisoned thorn,
My life's been at stake since the day I was born.
..........
But I'm getting stronger, I'm fully alive,
No matter what happens, I'm bond to survive.
Copyright © Ria April Avalon | Year Posted 2015
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