#WritcoPoemPrompt8
Every soul that passes the gate,
Has passed a test of fate,
Trudging along on tired feet,
Almost there, refusing to be beat,
even when the soul is tired and weak
and your feeling like your never gonna make it through the storm thats placed in ur path, the feeling of drowning brings so much fear yet you try n remain calm telling death ok come and take me away I'm ready to go,then if this is the way it's posed to end set me free, you feel on too of u a heavy weight
From just about ready to let it just flow
cause by now you seem to feel it's ur time to let go, theres nomore right left within,
for your whole life you fought and fought for what you believed was right
was the thing drowning you all along, cause you took up what ever u came to call home, when ur home was with them the whole time u tried to run and hide for fear u were never really understood for the real you, whom your mission was to kill anything that didn't fit into ur life, or so you thought, the play you've lived or made ur reality to be, when the mind clears of all the fake loves and who played the roles are shown, it's like true colors and intentions are being forced to be revealed and cannot be withheld inside, the true intentions and darkness begins to show for all to know, it's all the repressed and unspoken words that we chose to keep deep inside, hoping they never pop up to surface to finally be shown, but everyone on this earth is capable of...