A Poet Never Sleeps

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

12 February 2014

That Our Break Might Come

We never sit content

No we seek for something more

Reaching for unattainable rewards


Why do we fight for this?

Pushing us towards tears

For something we’ll never hold


To end on top?

But in this day and age

Only chance will take you there


The unfortunate truth, although,

Is that hard work must be done

 To stumble upon this opportunity


With fingers worn down to bone

We cling to ghostly joy

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