The Fight
The fight is draining me
The light moves farther away
I need strength to stand
I need a place to rest
When you want something
The universe conspires for you
But then its tests you
To see if you are worthy
My test is killing me
My test is moulding me
I am scorched like clay
I am stressed like coal
I will harden to live
I will shine and survive
Published: Sunday, November 28th, 2010
Filed under: Thoughts & Brain-Farts
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