Glorious Fight

 

Little by little

 

As time disappears

 

You start to get scared

 

Of your own shadows

 

 

 

Your muscles start to twitch

 

Your heart gets cold

 

Your skin is too frail

 

You slowly start to forget

 

 

 

Feelings start to fade away

 

All that is left within

 

Are tired excuses

 

Empty promises

 

 

 

Pain makes its way

 

It becomes hard for you to say

 

Yes, I still Love you

 

No, I don't Love you

 

 

 

You'll never be the same

 

Slowly losing this game

 

Still, the pulse survives

 

So you gather yourself up

 

One last time

 

 

 

Strips of colorful life

 

You so quickly hide

 

With a delightful sigh

 

Things that you held up high

 

Lost in this glorious fight

 

Nick Kler