Struggling matters

In the world where pain counts 

Between the ups and downs

You can choose life or death

Would you let your breath a depth?

 

In the tunnel of darkness

Where you can only feel starkness

No sound escapes

But only the echoes scrape

 

Just hope the days to be better

Even though knowing changes won’t occur

Bad days will go away

Give time some time to sway

 

Have faith in your memories shining 

Now feel the melody aligning 

Life may be just surviving 

But struggling matters rather dying 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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