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To My Fear

Every day I wake up 
To hell. 
  The constant hustle, 
 I know Too well. 

  I sense darkness close  
And near. 
  Is this something I  
Should fear? 

   I am full of anger, I can feel 
The hate. 
   This is my hand dealt 
By fate 

   Another day turns into 
Another night. 
   In the dark, never see  
The light. 

   I try and break the chain, 
I am free. 
   I can still hear the anguish 
Of my plea. 

    I am always ready for 
A fight. 
   I am always seeking to 
Find the light. 

   This disease stares back  
At me. 
   This haunting feeling won't 
Let me be. 

    The disease is stronger 
Then stone. 
   It lives deep within 
The bone. 

   The foundation has 
A big crack. 
   If I fall, I won't make 
It back. 

   Surrounded by silence, 
Yet I listen. 
   The disease and I are  
In opposition. 

   I am not able to surrender 
To my fear. 
   I have conquered the demons 
That live here. 

    To my fear. 

  Turbo1904 ?

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