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Fighter

Contributed by semperNemo on Thursday, 31st March 2011 @ 05:20:26 PM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



I am a fighter; and Ill never break,
Im not giving in and Im staying awake.
Though I cant see it now theres a light, at the end
Of every tunnel, round every bend.

My smiles not real, my laughter is fake,
But Ill never give up because thats what it takes.
Ive weathered a lot, but Ill weather more still,
Right now things are tough but Ill make it, I will.

When I see you smiling it hurts me inside,
But all of those feelings Ive since learned to hide.
So I smile right back, and pretend not to care,
Knowing all of us have our own burdens to bear.

There are chinks in my armor, and cracks in my wall,
But I hide them away and stand straight, proud, and tall.
I know Im not the first, nor am I the last,
To retain all the scars from the hurts in my past.

I once heard it said its these very same scars,
From the pain and the hurt that make us who we are.
And someday Ill discover the beauty from pain,
There is always a lesson, however insane.

Many things in this life are obscure and unknown,
And at times everyone feels unloved or alone.
Too tired to sleep and too broken to cry,
So instead Ill do neither, Ill hold my head high.

I am a fighter, and Ill never break,
Even though I think Ive had all that I can take.
At every ending theres also a chance to begin,
So Ill hope and Ill wait and Ill fight and Ill win.




Copyright © semperNemo ... [ 2011-03-31 17:20:26]
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Re: Fighter (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Friday, 1st April 2011 @ 02:18:04 PM AEST
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emy
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