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Jan 2020
Many of dreams
I have let die
Many of tears
I have cried
Many of fears
Kept me from trying
And my own lips
Have been lying
I’ve let myself down
But I am trying
I need to get well
I feel like I am dying
And I am afraid
But I keep on trying
To find my way
Because I am good and evil
But I am good enough
To be a better person
instead letting my life and those
who I love lives worsen
I have to give up
On my ways that hold me back
My falls from grace in
which I feel discipline is what I lack
It will be uncomfortable
But it simply must be
Because change is what I seek
And desperation is for the meek
It takes determination
To ascend to the peak
Viola
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