A Poet Never Sleeps

One day you will be faced with the impossible. When you become afraid, become inspired.

10 January 2013

To Be Healthy

Although pain rips through my body
Each breath a battle
I will not bat an eye

My spine contorts itself
Eight years of freedom
I was given, lost in time

Born into the smoke
I've never breathed clean air
Instead chocked down black

Emotional abuse
Inflicted upon me
Deep into my bones

But love and music
Hide all this
So I can pretend

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