there are walls built up before me
there are chains that bind me tight
there is promise in the morning
that is torn away each night
and each word i have spoken
is but another nail
in the coffin that awaits me
should i burst out of this jail
but my spirit won’t be broken
nor will my head be bowed
despite what lies before me
still i will stand proud
for no matter what the torment
this much i still know
the future’s not yet written
and i’ve miles left to go

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  1. damommza

     /  May 18, 2015

    Excellent poem..there is hopelessness in the beginning..sorrow in the middle yet hope springs forth in the end.. I liked this a lot.. πŸ˜€

    • Thanks πŸ˜€ I wrote this one a little while ago, but wasn’t really happy with the original ending, so I eventually rewrote it to inject that element of hope πŸ˜€


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