Lost in the broken
pieces
Trying to find the
light on the other side of darkness
Words fail to reach out
Holding onto the
moments passed
A sense of loneliness
weighs upon the soul
Feet drag upon the
floor
Direction unknown...
A voice simply screams
to keep moving
If you are to make this
your last stand
Then take everything
that you have into your hands
Make a fist...
And fight with every
last breath
Giving birth within
death
To a new hope
And a chance taken...
Because every minute is
not just a moment
It's 60 seconds of
endless possibilities.
©
2017
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