Camille Jones

The Fight - Poem by Camille Jones

I lay wake day after day
night after nigh
just crying
crying tears of pain
and tears of fear
just want to end it all
I want to end all the tears
nothing to live for anymore
yet day after day
and night after night
I continue to fight
no reason to fight anymore
yet I do
I don’t know why
but every time I think I’ve reached the end
I keep fighting
maybe deep inside
I have one last dropp of hope left
hope that everything will get better
hope that I’ll make it out alive
I don’t know where this hope is coming from
but its there
I hope that this last dropp of hope
will break threw the surface
and guide me threw this sea of blackness
and I wish that It will help these tears dry
and fade from my life
I hope all this rushing water I’ve been threw
will make me a stronger swimmer
a stronger fighter
I hope I’ll come out of this alive
and strong
and ready to take on anything else
life throws at me
after all we have to keep playing
this game we call life

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 18, 2010

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