Today I wake Weary with dread Wondering What will come next Nyx
thoughts
The tide
I try to push the feeling away But as the panic rises I have no control It bursts through me like a tidal wave There is nothing I can do today The tide has blown me away Nyx
Drifting
Underneath the lamplight I lay my weary head Thinking I might be safer But still wishing I was dead A drifter is what I was I guess I still am Drifting from here to there Going no where Stepping forward Then stepping back Waiting for the next swing Bracing myself for the next hit Wondering … Continue reading Drifting
Not sorry
"I am not sorry for what I had to become in order to survive." Schuyler Peck
Believe in you
There are moments when I lose hope in everyone Then I realize that I do not need them The only thing I need Is to believe in me Nyx
Never slowing down
As my world spins and spins around me My thoughts a shattered mess I stop to think to myself When is the next test Waiting for the next battle Never resting Never slowing down I only feel peace When I listen to the sound The music soothes my ranting mind When I am chained and … Continue reading Never slowing down
All that is left of me
When he looks at me I see Nothing but love looking back at me Nothing in this life is certain As I fight this continuous storm What I do know is that he stays by my side In this battle he meets my stride Whether he is near or far away I know he will … Continue reading All that is left of me
Another dawn
I climb out of the dark Just to be pulled back in Another day has dawned Let the games begin
My purpose
I have been brought into moments of complete despair But this is how I find my strength This is how I find hope I have embarked on a journey Each stride a lesson to be learned Each breath drawn is another that I live Each day I am given a gift Something that is taught … Continue reading My purpose
Jackal with a latch
I wake up and I wait to see Where these next few steps will take me I am walking away from the life I lived before To walk alone again once more There are no serpents in the grass Just a jackal with a latch I must be careful as I make my move I … Continue reading Jackal with a latch
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