I hold onto life with the strength I have left
It's dwindling, dwindling, dwindling
Until I have no more strength to use
And I have no more life to live
but i'll come infuse you
with strength you could use
to keep your battle going
I want you to go on
I want you to live on
And i know it feels like a marathon
But the finish line is near
So relinquish your fear
And know I'm here
YOU ARE READING
Whispers of the Wounded
Poetry//Poetry written by the pained// I keep thinking That if I keep whispering These terrible thoughts to this wind Maybe I'd see the meaning in something again //Cover by the amazing @anixkuh//
