Thirst
Never is an easy word, when compared to always,
a pen mightier than the sword, walking down empty hallways.
Purgatory of the mind, can't live in the future, trying not to fall behind.
Only I can save me, I need to have it all, a mind and soul that are free, and a strong body to stand tall.
I'm tired of fighting for part of my dream,
I'll give my life away to reach my goals, but they are farther than they seem.
My body drying like it's done, seems my flesh is dying, can't find a reason to be upset, can you think of one?
Written by Johnny Blade
Posted on 03-06-13
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