Struggle
Hoping for a change.
The struggle grows deeper with every day.
The pain gets worse and harder to bear.
Tears form larger in my empty stare.
The weight grows heavier with every minute.
Back breaking knowing I can’t finish.
The light grows dimmer.
Wondering what I’m gonna eat for dinner.
As hope grows weak I feel the dark.
My life hasn’t been a walk in the park.
Copyright © Brandon Schwartz | Year Posted 2017
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