Does It Really Matter?

Evil Munkies
2003-03-11 00:01:03 (UTC)

Poem

This is a poem I wrote
Everyday

Yesterday I cried. Yesterday I wept.
I let the darkness consume me.
I let it eat my soul.
I let it rip me apart piece by piece.
I let no light in, no sunshine, no love.
Yesterday I cried. Yesterday I wept.
I let them push.
I let them shove
I let them control.
I let myself give in.
But today there shall be no darkness to consume me.
Today I will not give in.
Today the sun shall shine like never before.
Today I will love, I will care, and I will forgive.
If I made it through yesterday I can make it through today, everyday.




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