Why I Fight
14 April, 2003
Author: Xeracy
The ground is soothing under my body.
The ground is a place of rest from the world.
I wish I could get up.
I wish I could swing just one more punch.
No matter.
I don't need to get up.
I don't need to fight right now.
I've found peace.
I've found my tranquil self.
They say:
"you'll never know who you are
until you've been in a fight."
I say:
I don't want to die without any scars.
I've found Me.
I know who "I Am" is.
As I drag my self to my knees,
I realize something.
Nobody will know who I Am.
I walk home with the breeze messaging my aching back.
I'm lost deep in thought about
The heavens, and
The earth, and
The meaning of life
When I realize something.
Nobody can tell that I've hit rock bottom.
Nobody can tell that I've been awakened
Because we can't talk about it.
More realization:
I'm genuinely happy.
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Comments on this poem/writing:
LinzAy (64.12.96.14) -- Wednesday, April 16 2003, 01:55 am Awesome!! Love it! Great writing Xeracy! |
Xeracy (204.113.161.185) -- Wednesday, April 16 2003, 04:15 pm Hey thanks! |
Dizzy (204.113.161.187) -- Tuesday, April 29 2003, 06:44 pm It was great as usual...keep them coming I love it when you write it shows me deep into your soul. |
Xeracy (204.113.161.186) -- Wednesday, April 30 2003, 03:37 pm You should check out a couple new ones I'm going to post soon. I think that they are finally done now. Nice to see that you enjoy this one. |
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