The last breath of a dream
The weight breaks the back
The blank stare that becomes
The empty shell left behind

I can almost smile sincere
The lashes on my back
Trails of a struggled story
Scars of a better time

When the pain traded
Granted the life worth living

Life pours from my eyes
A collection of these broken times
The very ideals that kept
Everything as chance worth chasing

Yet one can’t forget
A life withered and wasting

When you look me in the eye
Don’t focus on the pain
Focus on the endurance to the pain
And the reminder of what one

Can survive

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