We are all riders on the storm Struggling to stay above the frothy wave Every life taking its own form As we wait for the last defying rave For most the storm will die away And their sun will shine once more But there are still some fighting, forced to stay What will become of all they are fighting for? On these the darkness will close in And they will start to lose the fight Here is where the real hardships seem to begin As they lose their grip and surrender to the night Why did they make the choices? The ones that brought them here Why did they listen to the voices? The ones that lead them to fear
Reason for writing:
I saw the first line writen on a desk in my study hall room and then the poem kinda evolved from that... interesting story huh? hehe
Birth sign: Pisces
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