I can recall that I was lower then the dirt, I was that coward that couldn't speak, I was kicked while I was down. Pushed around with no re-guard for the weak. I would talk with such uncertainty, and I didn't understand a single thing about me. I remember falling so far I couldn't see the light, Every day I would lose myself in this never ending fight. I certainly remember the pain that dug in me like a knife, it would draw the blood of hatred that controlled my life. In my final hour I prayed screaming at the walls, I struggled trying to answer all the calls. This was my life before you.......... Now I am enlightened of the truth, and I know actually what I need to do, I need to bury my pride in the ground, I need to fight for the right to stick around. You are the love that dwells inside of me.
Life and Poetry
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