Wednesday, October 23, 2013

History

It's in my darkest hour
When my pain drops me to my knees
That I look around and find
No one is comforting me

It's in my deepest suffering
Where the animal in me breathes
Fiercely protective
Destroying any sympathy

The struggle to survive
An attack that's bitter sweet
Becomes an inner battle
And my heart my brain does siege

Taking in no captives
Beheading all it sees
Leaving behind a bloody trail
That represents my misery

In my darkened hollow
Is where I celebrate my victory
And realize that come tomorrow
We will be nothing but history

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