The Final Blow Read Count : 58

Category : Poems

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Here it comes, the final blow.

I guess it's time to just let go.

I've fought and I've struggled 

For all my life, yet still been dealt

With continued strife.

I've become silent, buried within.

I mask my face and hide in my skin.

I miss the notion that I can feel,

Everything is numb and nothing seems real.

A vicious cycle that only grows worse,

It needs to break before I end up in a hearse. 

Stakes are high and penance will be paid,

Look to the sky, I'm so afraid.

Reaching inside to find that strength, 

To break the cycle at any length. 

Will I lose all that I know?

We shall see, here comes the final blow.



  • Oct 07, 2019

  • Outstanding work! As always 💜

    Oct 07, 2019

  • Maurice  Beres

    Maurice Beres

    Excellent 🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋

    Oct 07, 2019

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