Endurance
Waking every morning to confusion Feeling so lost So sick of being stuck in this loop of life. Just wanting to be free from the manic mind. You have altered the brain structure fare to long Enough of the rapid cycling. It's time know to set this mind free from your grips of torture This will be a fight for life, for peace for a frantic mind To find peace once and for all. Without the tricks of self-hurt or wanting to die This fight will go till the final breath of life
By Jet
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Trying to learn and improve my poetry I would like My poetry to be sweet like honey for the ears my To be words of hope for the soul
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