Glory Winzer Poet Rhyme

Messiness

Going through troubles
Hiding my mistakes
Wading in the problems
I kinda feel like a fake

Hitting the bottom
Every time I try to climb
I’m buried in faults
And running out of time

The clock is going tick
And I have nowhere to run
Because they don’t know
I can’t rely on anyone

Struggling to keep my head
Fighting to stay on top
Feeling like I can never win
Feeling like a flop

So I hold my head up high
And push past the disarray
I know that I’ll find another one
But that will be another day

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Jan Allison April 11, 2015 at 2:33 PM we all have troubles in our lives and hopefully eventually overcome them love the positivity in the final stanza:-) Hugs Jan xx 7 xx Glory Winzer April 12, 2015 at 5:20 PM Thank you. Strange though, how putting positivity on helps to overcome the troubles. : l

Poet Destroyer A April 11, 2015 at 2:27 PM every day is a battle but it is our choice to make it fight the fight, lifes a beautiful thing our lives are short but our stories can last a lifetime, enjoyed this one love,p.d. Glory Winzer April 12, 2015 at 5:19 PM True immortality is what you leave behind, anyways. : ) Thanks for your comment.