Struggler
A new morning, new fight
chasing after to hold it tight
capture and enclose in fist
dreams I followed whole night
silent lips ready to talk
when it ends after all
no scope but still some hope
success is not any joke
I wish I could fly and sing
but when comes to reality ,there's no wing
at dusk everything seems to rusts
there's nothing I can trust
here comes again black night
dark and dark with starlit
mind and heart encircled by daemons
a feud to settle with no weapons
eat sleep repeat
when will i make it defeat
I am on a walk
without any trails left behind
don't know when it will come to find
comes again sunlight ,again a new morning, a new fight.
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