My Kind :'Breath'
When the joy I had is gone
And the hope I had is lost
I'm afraid
I can not,×3 breath
When the traps within these walls
Leave me broken and afraid
Would you take my,
please take my,×2 hand
(Would you pull me,x2 out of this den)×2
I take sometime to think
About this world and everything
Who am I to be proud because I am better than somebody out there
Walk along the streets and see desperation
Hearts craving wealth over others
People taking inspiration from those who surfer
Going to school thinking about those who have failed
How many have been where I've been?
How many made it through and how far did they make it?
How many have made it this far?
Everybody in a rush hour to look after themselves
Kindness keeps fading every single day
Peace drifts to those who are weak
Not because they have a choice but are powerless
One's value deflects from the life he has and that she has
To things that only last for a blink of an eye
Corrupt minds disguise within images of what's left behind
The flesh tears us apart
But that's only one point of view
My restless mind stumbles upon those hopeless souls
Stepping stones for the wicked
Silent but in their eyes lies the pain
Lost with no one to find
Yet everyday keeps getting darker
Questioning the worth of all this
Why stand out
Hearts carved out of stone
Desire to create balance
Yet that's not how it all began
Now there's nobody to listen
They all just look away and pass by
Disgusted by what they see
And slowly by slowly that's how it goes
Darkness engulfs all little spark of faith that's left
The breaking point
And that's the least of what i fight every single day
What those goldenhearts out there keep fighting
To keep the little spark igniting
Though it gets tough sometimes
Knowing you have to make the same choice every single day
Understanding the only power which is truly yours
Is not just knowing what's right to do and what's wrong
But the ability to make the choice
Your own choice despite the darkness that surrounds
You could blow out your own candle Or keep it burning
But what ever you choose,
You always acknowledge every single consequence
With good reason because in spite of everything else
Fear is your greatest enemy
A misfit of judgement
As time goes on,
I always Expect the worst and so I'm prepared to face it
But as i do
I always hope for the best
Hoping my candle shall keep burning
And keep me going through the darkness.
I may not find a way out,
But i hope to find some peace.
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