Punching Bag

Can’t take another punch today

I wish this pain would go away

 

Another kick will lay me low

And put my heart through another go

 

No will to rise up and stand

Rather the Darkness holds my hand

 

I know well its bitter touch

And yet this world’s become too much

 

So as I lay down to sleep

I hope my soul, it will keep

 

For if tomorrow waits my gaze

I’ll welcome its numbing ways.

9 thoughts on “Punching Bag

      1. It could have ended there, but I felt it needed just that touch more, I guess.

        And yeah, we’d have to be strong to taunt tomorrow into kicking our asses. XD

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