Fighter!
I’ve been torn asunder,
My heart was ripped in too.
The pain that grew within me,
Was stronger than any knew.
But like a LEGO house,
You built my bricks back up,
All those horrid memory’s,
They really really suck.
But then I see it,
The hand that reaches down.
I reach up and grab it,
More hands pull me from the hound.
When I pass the surface,
A sight of such reward.
For their are my friends and family,
My shield, my axe and sword.
By Sam Luxton
These poems have been written for times in my life that have caused me to seek a calming resolution for an ocean where waves swirl and thoughts become overwhelming. If you choose to read any, thank you! Each poem is capturing an in the moment thought. Please leave a comment, especially if you really like a poem as I am looking to enter one in a compettiton.
These poems have been written for times in my life that have caused me to seek a calming resolution for an ocean where waves swirl and thoughts become overwhelming. If you choose to read any, thank you! Each poem is capturing an in the moment thought. Please leave a comment, especially if you really like a poem as I am looking to enter one in a compettiton.
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