Ooo I always loved writing poems. So I’ll post one I wrote a while ago,
Struggle
I hoped for hopes sake
But failed again
My back will break under mistakes of no end
I messed up this chance
Unsure of who I was
Who am I now?
I am who I am because…why?
I die or fly
Upon my own strength there is no life
It is but unanswered mornings of numb reality
Insanity, for who is me?
I fall in darkness of unknowable doubts
Please will you help me?
I am lost without a hope
For hope built on hope is none at all
I tried it once and I did fall
Shine a light on my darken heart
Ignite something that grows onto more than a spark
I want to live
Show me how
In death I felt a warm embrace
In disgrace I felt one’s grace
And with that moment knew there was more than night
But what? I was blind without light
I fought to see
Blindness and numbness would not overtake me
Determined to find that warmth and grace that touched me
And in the light I regained my sight
I saw great joy of sorrow no more
My hope this Love did restore
I hoped in Grace and he loved me
Purpose was mine for Life made me free
His light I grasped to bring back to night with me
To shatter the death and insanity
To set those free from less than reality
And to give hope to those like me