Fighting Personal Demons
By Dark Starz
I'm so tired,I don't want to work anymore.What's the point of fighting?Pain and pain and pain, My life is pain.I want it to stop.I feel I'm losing the battle.My proud steeds head is hanging low.My sword is losing its sheen.Its edge is no longer glittery and razor-sharp.Too many nicks, too many sparks,I can't fight so many alone. Written May 31st, 2001 © on Oct 22 2001 01:25 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"I'm so tired,I don't want to work anymore.What's the point of fighting?Pain and pain and pain, My life is pain.I want it to stop.I feel I'm losing the battle.My proud steeds head is hanging low.My sword is losing its sheen.Its edge is no longer glittery and razor-sharp.Too many nicks, too many sparks,I can't fight so many alone...."