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Full Force
A poem about facing life as it is not as I wish it could have been. |
-Full Force- by Keaton Foster It has been so long Sounding the same song Screaming to be heard Where have you gone How could you dare Your love for me unclear Your hate for yourself So brutally aware Reality no longer Holds any precedence Escapism is the only salvation Sickened by your disease I too have been told That death will be Much sooner than expected That I'd better make peace That I'd better hold those I love With empty arms I stand here alone Looking for you Has done nothing With regards to ease I will never find you Because you above all Don't want to be found How could you ever Face all that you have done And all that I have become Son, mother, child Dead, inside and out No such livable life Undistinguishable darkness and light A hell of a plight forced upon us Both you and I have suffered much You found a way to numb your pain I fear that I have had no such luck Full force it finds me with each breath I do what I can and what I must These hands are stained This mind, quickly displaced I am capable of more than most You taught me to do what it takes Survival at any price Even if I have been condemned By the incurable nature of what it means To have ever been your child Full force is how I must live How I must survive At least for a time… Full Force Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2012. |