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Steely emotions locked
In an Iron hold,
Crystalline beauty
Running within
A long, slow burn
Is what is asked
Fueled by pain
Is no easy task
One body
One mind
One Soul
Caught in a spiral
Of pain
Of hurt
Of tears
And of Hell
Raw emotions wash
Over this strong soul
Forced breakdown
That is their goal.
The soul will fight
To keep its edge
It is a plight
His bets he’ll hedge.
Tickets
Tickets, please…
Come…
Come, see the show.
See the man
Without a tear!
But with a Heart
So full of Fear
Fear of Death,
And Fear of Love
Fear of pain
From up above.
Life is like
Candy wine
Bitter and sweet
But also cheap
A slow, stiff burn
Is what is asked
It is his turn
But it’s no easy task
He’ll make it through
You’ll see
This I know.
His soul is strong.
In an Iron hold,
Crystalline beauty
Running within
A long, slow burn
Is what is asked
Fueled by pain
Is no easy task
One body
One mind
One Soul
Caught in a spiral
Of pain
Of hurt
Of tears
And of Hell
Raw emotions wash
Over this strong soul
Forced breakdown
That is their goal.
The soul will fight
To keep its edge
It is a plight
His bets he’ll hedge.
Tickets
Tickets, please…
Come…
Come, see the show.
See the man
Without a tear!
But with a Heart
So full of Fear
Fear of Death,
And Fear of Love
Fear of pain
From up above.
Life is like
Candy wine
Bitter and sweet
But also cheap
A slow, stiff burn
Is what is asked
It is his turn
But it’s no easy task
He’ll make it through
You’ll see
This I know.
His soul is strong.
This poem is dedicated to a good friend of mine who is going through a rough time right now. I will not be giving his name, so instead, I'll use a pseudonym.
Brantley, I wish you all the best. You'll make it through, bub.
Brantley, I wish you all the best. You'll make it through, bub.
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