The Struggle
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Poetry
I fall, twisting and spinning in duress
A darkness complete, vast and eternal
An emptiness felt, thick as molasses
Noises and sounds rend my mind infernal
Ghostly claws tear into vain awareness
Focus wavers, dissension internal
Strength refires the forge, breath now hath purpose
Wild oceans calm, turbulent storms now stall
Swelling forests grow, leaves green and luscious
Fresh stream giggles by, a river made small
The breeze sweet smelling, with warm soft caress
Face now relaxing, passed the painful crawl
Beating heart slows, body can now arrest
Harmony and peace, permeating all.
I fall, twisting and spinning in duress
A darkness complete, vast and eternal
An emptiness felt, thick as molasses
Noises and sounds rend my mind infernal
Ghostly claws tear into vain awareness
Focus wavers, dissension internal
Strength refires the forge, breath now hath purpose
Wild oceans calm, turbulent storms now stall
Swelling forests grow, leaves green and luscious
Fresh stream giggles by, a river made small
The breeze sweet smelling, with warm soft caress
Face now relaxing, passed the painful crawl
Beating heart slows, body can now arrest
Harmony and peace, permeating all.
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