The last breath of a dream
The weight that pulls enough
The blank stare that becomes
The empty shell that’s left behind

I can almost smile sincere
The lashes on my back
Trails of a struggled story
Scars of a better time
When the pain traded
Granted the life worth living

Life pours from my eyes
As a collection of these broken times
The very ideals that kept
Everything as chance worth chasing
Yet one can’t forget
The life that’s left and keeps on wasting

When you look me in the eye
Don’t focus on the pain
Focus on the endurance of the pain
And the reminder of what one

Can survive


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