Wednesday, September 21, 2011

When Only Pain is Sound

I'm getting tired,
Hating all I've known,
The aesthetics I've admired,
Is blocked by walls of stone.

Do I knock it down,
Or do I cave in?
When only pain is sound,
Do you push it all-in?

After all I've been through,
It's time to change end to begin,
I need something new,
I'm picking up the pieces and starting again.

I push onwards to fight,
Not to live but to strive,
It is wrong yet it feels right,
Will I make it out alive?

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