Its those moments of
uncertainty
When you count the
hours
Decisions made or
not...
Life circles around
The mind sifts through
the past
While the eyes look to
the future
Holding tightly onto
hope
We push through
There will be days when
we pray...
Beg...
Bleed...
And plead more than we
breathe
Some things are
tolerable
And we manage...
But when the list is
many
And you run out of
fingers to count upon
Enough becomes enough
Either you roll over...
Run away...
Or stand up and fight
Being afraid is one
thing
For it makes you human
Begin a coward is
another...
For life waits for no
man
It moves on
With...
Or without you.
©
2016
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