Wednesday, December 6, 2017

Track

In the hope we rise,
As we fall, internal cries ,
I stand with courage on my shoulders ,
Pushing through that strong boulder,

My hands ache from the war,
As it pushes me far,
Far, farther from my goal,
But only time will take its toll,

On my inner will ,
 But I’m stuck in the chill,
Of the nights behind me,
And the terrors that are prevent me to see,

My strength on my back,
Leading me to the right track

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