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Jono Holme Jun 2014
The pit is getting deeper
My grip is getting weaker
I refuse to fall
Fatigue calls
Not long
Can't be strong
Drop
Im losing hope in life I dont know how much longer I can hold on. This poem refers to how I might be reaching the end.
Jono Holme Jun 2014
If I could fly
Out and away
Into the sky
Cutting through the air
I'll dive
This is where
I'll feel alive

Higher I shoot
Above the smoke and smog
Past the  heavens
Up to the house of god

Into the light
Shining ever so bright
My heart beats no more
My soul soars
i have arrived
For this
I strive
Jono Holme Jun 2014
Clouded mind
Cant think straight
Id do anything
To lift this weight

Throbbing head
Muscles weak
the air around me
Harbours a vile reek

Convulsing insides
burning eyes
Please let this torure end
Passing out nigh
How im feeling right now. Bleh hate being sick
Jono Holme May 2014
You may think it to be over
You may have given up
But I know you are stronger
Times like this can be tough
You just have to hold on a little longer
I know you've had enough
Your time will come my friend
The sea will always calm again
Even though the storm is rough
For my brother josh
Jono Holme May 2014
Im the kind of boy
That wants to be free
But who's dreams the world has destroyed
Like A prumed tree

Made to look perfect
Even when different inside
Forced to abide
This is not my time
Jono Holme May 2014
Gasping for air
I could not prepare
For what was to come
Im all but done
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