Tired Walk

My mind is fried, my soul is weak, Searching for strength, I can keep. Holding on with all I have, so I don't fall through the cracks. dead on my feet. I walk on.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Mister Roboto Avatar
June 17, 2011 at 9:12 PM
very nice, this reminds me of some emotionally screwy times i have gone through. a while back i wrote a couple poems on this very theme. life is often a struggle. i relate to your original take on this issue.
Mister Roboto Avatar
June 17, 2011 at 9:12 PM
very nice, this reminds me of some emotionally screwy times i have gone through. a while back i wrote a couple poems on this very theme. life is often a struggle. i relate to your original take on this issue.
Sweetheart Avatar
June 16, 2011 at 9:06 PM
good wise words and advice cory for all tired and weary luv.. awesome setup too..
A   Avatar
June 16, 2011 at 7:14 PM
nice,,, and deep... don't give up.... also let me know when you get my assignment,..p.d.
A   Avatar
June 16, 2011 at 7:10 PM
poetry assignment# Form: 25 line Ballad ~~ Category: Love, confusion, and natural disaster ~~ Title: *hearts ripped apart* .. ,,p.s. time is part of the grading as well. Also don't forget to use all 3 categories in your poem... thank you,..P.d.
Eastman Avatar
June 16, 2011 at 12:03 PM
Very powerful poem, it brings us with you.
Minardi Avatar
June 16, 2011 at 7:30 AM
this is deep.. life must go on, right Cory?
Kendrick Avatar
June 14, 2011 at 1:11 PM
Been there with this fatigue..Understand fully..Great topic and presentation...Thanks for the comment on my work "The Nightmare"...Sara
Kendrick Avatar
June 14, 2011 at 1:10 PM
Enjoyed..Been there with that fatigue myself..Very well expressed...Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my work "The Nightmare"...Sara
Devonshire Avatar
June 14, 2011 at 11:47 AM
Indeed, this is just how life feels sometimes, Cory. Keep holding on and allow your hope to emerge. That way you won't "fall through the cracks." Love, Carolyn
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