The Way We LiveThe Way We Live:We all have our own little struggles;Pushing on forward as the tragedies double.A life led with pain and exhaustion too immense,I'm pushing down walls as my muscles go tense.But these are the words that you'll never hear me spit.I'd never say I'm 'giving up' or if I should 'quit'.I'm really freaking stupid so just tell it to my face,And even then I'd never give up the right to race.I'm like a lone arrow drawn and shot from a bow,Blustered by the winds of all the things I don't know.I'd never figure out if I'd reach the final mark,But I know that I'd never lose my glowing inner spark.And that's all it
Sta.sh
My only thing on this is a question: What meaning do you the writer get from it?
I wish you luck on more of these and hope that perhaps you will see what's out there for you... in this never ending sea of dreams
I loved this and the message I found in it was amazing the idea to keep pushing yourself and never give up is always a good thing to write about.
Keep this up and you will be loved by many and hated by few.