Cory Long Poet Free verse

My Fight

Here I sit alone once more
As I try to win the war. 
Once again the devil has won. 
Challenging who I have become. 
Saying things I try not to believe 
But some days it is hard not to listen. 
The sleepless nights and racing thoughts. 
The loneliness and tears shed 
Leaves me questioning relationships and what they mean. 
Who can you trust in this game? 
Turn to friend’s in your darkest times.
 Praying they will understand this other life. 
As I pull myself back up. 
I know Gods got my back

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Angelo Pierre Louis July 17, 2016 at 9:51 PM "Who can you trust in this game?" I felt this poem. I think you already know the answer to this question. You're just not willing to accept the ugly reality. I don't think I am either.

Anne-Lise Andresen November 10, 2014 at 1:06 PM - A deep and touching write, dear Cory - Sending you a big hug! - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

Jan Allison October 31, 2014 at 12:04 PM Very well penned with a great message :-) hugs Jan xx

Anne Rutherford October 31, 2014 at 7:14 AM Hello old friend, Great poem here, with an awesome message. Hugs Anne.

Andrea Dietrich October 30, 2014 at 9:50 PM LIke a prayer. I enjoyed this one, and I like your attitude of faith!

Ettie Christian-Bowling October 30, 2014 at 3:37 PM Awesome poem Cory:) I enjoyed it alot:)-Love Ettie