Fighter

I’ve been to the brink of utter destruction
Watched my dreams sink down to desolation
The hole in my soul is screaming only what I know
That I gave up a long time ago
I’m sorry I didn’t rise to the challenge
I just laid to waste, broken and damaged
Truth is I’ve been feeling this all along
This nagging in my heart that something is wrong
As time passes on I’m losing myself
But this broken heart won’t mend itself
Passing through, it’s the pain I feel
Reminding me that love is real
It’s that tiny spark that ignites a fire
That spreads throughout and turns me into a fighter
So when the storm rages on
And the pain has only begun
And if change never comes
I know I’ll be standing here when it’s all said and done
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Chakrabarty Avatar
October 2, 2014 at 12:59 PM
Love is the spark that ignites the soul. Glad you have regained your true self. GOOD POEM. HUG!
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