Scorched

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Have you ever felt hopeless when they tell you "persevere"? And that whatever you do, the end is near?

Submitted: August 07, 2015

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Submitted: August 07, 2015

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I challenge but my limits

Every single day

I listen to but myself, though,

Never to what I say.

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Therel's no difference between forfeit

And wanting to slay,

The spirit inside of me that

Charred a hole in my way.

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Keep these feelings smothered

They simply need to stay.

No need to tell the world,

And a waste to sit and pray.

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Because when I burn

Oh, I want to pull away

And these scorch marks

Are the price I, consequently, pay.

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A long fight this has become,

Left nothing to bay,

But a pile of ashes

Where my still beating heart lay.

 

 


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