A War, Lost
By raspberry89
I can’t get loneliness off my mind
It’d feel better to rip out my spine
I fought all my battles on the frontline
Yet my victories meant nothing in time
Ever changing, like the rhythm of rhyme
Now i’m stuck here dodging land mines
All the sweat and the blood-blind
Sowing and reaping, a fate divine
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Copyright 2013 raspberry89
Published on Saturday, June 22, 2013.
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On Sunday, June 23, 2013, FadedBlues
(2096) wrote:
...it's a fitting metaphor. the wounds never heal & the war seems endless...
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A former member wrote:
The greatest battles we face are fought within, cliché as it sounds it is true. Very sad piece, just try keeping your head above water long enough and things tend to fall into place.