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Mar 2014
It’s the battle im fighting
it’s the battle I fought
a body I thought I was saving
but indeed, I left it to rot
it’s the life im saving
of a desperate soul
trying to bring it back to life
trying to reach the shore
it’s the monster im fighting
beneath the skin
a battle turned into a war
all deep within
even though the soul was black
it was filled with every color of pain
trying so hard, to fight the monster back
rise up, sink low, just like an airplane
it’s the urge i'm fighting
to **** the monster inside
but that filthy soul won't stop struggling
struggling the must to sink down low, again, and hide
under the shadows
deep down the seas
the lost soul will always hide
the lost soul, it will always be
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