Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
She fights every day to get out of bed. She fights each day with the demons in her head. Looking back she's glad to to see how far her lessons have lead. But still fighting to get ahead. Let go of the past. Let it go..let it go. She tries. But something always stops her and says no! I just don't know. One day i will see.. One day i will be finally free. ..
0
Mar 22, 2018
Mar 22, 2018 at 6:40 AM UTC
Morning tales
She fights every day to get out of bed. She fights each day with the demons in her head. Looking back she's glad to to see how far her lessons have lead. But still fighting to get ahead. Let go of the past. Let it go..let it go. She tries. But something always stops her and says no! I just don't know. One day i will see.. One day i will be finally free. ..
angela-baerthel
Written by
40/F/Everywhere
Mar 22, 2018
Mar 22, 2018 at 6:40 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem