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.
{Below awaits my attempt at the Quatern style poem. Hope you enjoy!)
Stand tall despite the fear and hate
And drop their sharp blades from your hands
Pick up the pen, and write again
Fill the pages with scrolling lines
Work with the light of day and night
Stand tall despite the fear and hate
Quiet the doubts swirling inside
Break free the bars that cage your might
Your tale needs telling, use your voice
Others will listen, given the choice
Stand tall despite the fear and hate
Use it to fuel your writing craze
It is a daunting task you’ve set
One many will never have met
Success awaits the effort, and
Stand tall despite the fear and hate
And I would ask to die,
If only I knew
I wouldn’t be leaving you behind.
You’re the beat of my heart
My light in the dark
And the words you speak, so kind.
You’ve kept me up
When I would fall
And held my hand
When I wish to stall.
I hold you back
Yet you love me still.
I mar our lives
Yet you march us uphill.
Your quiet spirit
Pushes me forward
Though I struggle to see
Our future, it’s blurred.
I wish to die
To unburden you.
To let you live a life
You chose for yourself.
Instead, here I am
Filling our lives with strife.
You’ve kept us together
Keeping us strong
Taunting our demons
Inside us all along.
You’ve shielded me
And lifted the sword
But this battle is ours
Not just yours.
I will fight beside you
As I should’ve from the start.
Shake off this weakness
And finally take part.
Forever and Always
I vowed to you.
Thank you, my love.
Kember's Journey 