Dedication To Insanity

Posted: July 6, 2013 in Poetry

You will always question yourself, as those around you, look at you as if you’re crazy.
As if, everything of this world is telling you to quit.
To just, accept the fate that has been handed down to you.

But you can’t stop.
It is all you have left.
Failure is not an option.
You feel possessed by a higher calling.

So you pound your fist against the wall as you had a thousand times before.
And, every time your skin meets the brick, there’s a small splatter of blood.
And, every bone in your arm feels broken.
Your fist is bloody and shaking.

But you can’t give up.
Do not give up.



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