Try to run from it but
the ground is
a treadmill. Try
to fight it but
you’re punching
a brick wall. Try
to hide from it but
it’s impossible to hide
from yourself.
Tag Archives: pain
Used
I’m sorry but I feel I’m being taken for
I feel I’m being used
I feel all shaken
I feel I’ve been abused
I’m sick of all these little games
Only leading to more pain
With only so much hope left
I need you to hold on to the rest
Tigers Blood
Tigers blood
coursing through its Veins
blocking out any further pain
the growl that makes grown men come to tears
realizing the true face of fear
running would be pointless
screaming proved helpless
face down in the mud
comes the true meaning of tigers blood.
A Prayer For Christmas Eve
On Christmas Eve when eyelids sink and Head does Nod, I look out my window to Behold my God, On quiet Night, beneath Perfect Sky, Is time to remember Those who cry, And send out a Prayer for those Victims of Injustice and what is not ‘Fair’, those without a family With which this Night to Share, Let them know they are not Forgotten On Eve of Day ere Christ’s begotten. Those who suffer Mental illness or battle the demons of addiction and those infirmed with physical ailment or affliction give tender love and care and do not let their hearts despair, and to those who live where danger Fear and Violence reign, ease their sorrows, Woes and pain, this Christmas Eve remember those who had to leave and go up to that quiet sky, rejoice in those who live in memory of those who die, and let those who are Invisible be seen, to highest thrones lift them from shameful slums unclean, As I drift off to sleep, these secret hopes my Heart will keep this Christmas Eve I pray, let all the World behold
A glorious Christmas Day
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