Tired Of Fighting A Useless Battle

February 1, 2012
By ZhadaMone GOLD, Westwood, New Jersey
ZhadaMone GOLD, Westwood, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
"I love you as much as I did yesterday but, not as much as I will tommorow"


I'm swinging,
my arms get tired and my knuckles are bleeding-
but I keep swinging.
I've been swinging for thirteen years,
when do I get a break?
I know I can't,
but please explain to me why.
I know if I stop I'll lose,
but it's not like I'm winning anyway.
I didn't officially lose yet,
but I feel the flames of defeat nearing.
Everyday is a constant-
at night,
in the morning,
and in the evening.
Sometimes I feel like I'm going to die-
from stress that is.
I reach out for a hand to grab in my time of need,
slowly realizing it's me against the world.
Always has been,
always will be.
I'm fighting against everything:
rumors,
lies,
humiliation,
depression,
mirrors,
family,
and friends...
Getting tired of fighting a useless battle.


The author's comments:
This poem really speaks for itself. I know a lot of people who feel this way and to be honest I do most times to - your not alone. I hope people start to understand that the outside doesn't always contain the same beauty as the inside. Telling by my smile and hyena laugh - you would never be able to guess my inside life and thoughts.

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