Friday, April 18, 2014

Daggers in my Heart

My only solace in life
Pain & suffering to suffice
An atonement, I'm still alive

Every day's a battle
That I survive
One breath at a time

Hope's darkness
Sucks me in, to begin
To find light at the end

No light is found
Air, space, time 
Are wasted 

I'd give my minutes to the ill
To bid their farewells
My days to the young
To remain sincere
My years to the wise
For humanity, to devise

My minutes, days & years are not mine
To give away
They're my burden
To bear
To carry
To despair
To stay

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