Without You

Your image of pain,
Is mine of hope.
Your downfall,
Is my triumph.

You fall,
And I rise,
Upon a pedestal,
While you look up from below.

You fail,
And I win;
Your strife,
Fuels my fire.

Your loss,
Is my win,
As on your shoulders,
I am tall.

And finally I realize,
That I could not achieve,
All that I have,
Without you.





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09smathe said...
May 19, 2009 at 2:25 am
kathryn!!!! i love your poetry and i really hope you get published!
 
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