Continue Fighting
Thrown against the wall
Mentally broken
Betrayed by all
No words unspoken
Pushed against the ground
Kicked in the face
In my tears I drowned
Wishing for that warm embrace
Promises broken by friends
Being stabbed in the back
By all their evil intends
Falling down by their surprise attack
Giving me false hope
But being lied to from the start
Receiving pain with which I can’t cope
Finding it way to hard
taste a bitter defeat
Been born to suffer
Again trying to get back on my feet
But it’s useless so far as I can discover
Trying to fight for happiness and bliss
Trying to stay alive
So I stay out of that dark abyss
I continue to strive
Until I have won
I will stay here and fight
So I can go on
Until everything is all right
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Mayadebij: | Zaterdag, maart 23, 2002 13:41 |
| MMm, tough one. Je kan niet strijden voor geluk en liefde, dat komt zo ook weer op je pad (openstaan) Definieer je doel, pick a target, shower it, and move on, maar, wees vooral voorzichtig, er zijn maar weinig mensen de kwetsbare liefde waard.. | |
| Susanne X: | Zaterdag, maart 23, 2002 12:16 |
| It is never useless to get back on your feet. And you're right, don't give up the fight. | |
| mesa: | Zaterdag, maart 23, 2002 12:06 |
| Ik heb er gewoon geen woorden voor... indrukwekkend geschrevn ;-) |
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| Auteur: Yoeri Vleer | 
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| Gepubliceerd op: 23 maart 2002 | ||
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