Breaking Point
High on life, feel so joyous
No more strife, lovely world so glorious
Darkness descends, enveloping joy
Unable to mend, this overlapping ploy
A fake shell of dissembling, living a lie
Shell cracking and trembling, releasing a sigh
Lies come crashing down, truth appears
At first with a frown, then come the tears
At last a light shines, bright in the dark
No longer any kinds, of harsh remarks
As those around, realize their mistakes
No matter who it may be, everyone breaks…
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collinwatts
Football, Wrestling, Track & Field. Love to read and write, as well as experience the deep sensations of a poetic verse. Am currently 17 years old.
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