I found myself with earphones again,
Disecting every lyrics of the song in my playlist,
Even if I can't, I'm pushing myself
Because that is surviving.
You need to push yourself to fight,
Even though fighting do not make sense,
Even though fighting means having no one,
You need to have the rythm in your mind;
Every beat goes the same as your pulse,
Guessing what instrument is used for this and that.
Fighting is valuing your life,
And breathing like no one else is in the world.
YOU ARE READING
The Darkness That Conquers Me
PoetrySome people may not understand the content and some may relate. I want people to know that this is common and might eat you alive. They say when you know you're being a victim, seek help. But it's not everytime that people will help people.
