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Lexie
Poems
Feb 2014
Winning Isn't Everything
How can I sing
When my voice is broken
You ripped out my heart
And set in in a chest - oaken
How can I dance
When my feet immobile
You tripped my and I fell
You my enemy are far from noble
How can I laugh
When my heart is so tired
The sadness seeps into my bones
Is that what I inspired
I cannot help but to blame myself
The weight is on my shoulders
I carried myself high
But now I am buried under boulders
Broken glass underneath my feet
A river carrying me out to sea
I glide in a painful daze
Trying to escape - to be free
I travel under the sunken earth
And I hope never to see the sun
It is finished - it is over
It is done
Believe in myself
There is nothing left to believe in
I am broken
And again you win
It was just a trick - Just a joke
Am I the punch line
Will I make it to the end
How can I be drunk - without wine
I stagger up a mountain
Trying always to reach the top
Though I just keep slipping
I will never ever stop
If I could but reach the sun
Then maybe I could shine in the sky
Or would I just get burned
Why cant I see my whole life - I've been living a lie
I try and I try but to no avail
My skin is black yet also pale
I walk a ****** wicked trail
What will happen if I fail
Should I just turn back
No there is nothing left for me
I need to climb
I need to be free
So I bend my back
And I shall bite my tongue
And the end
We will know who won
Written by
Lexie
22/F/Spent Out
(22/F/Spent Out)
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