
I can be murdered, but I can’t be defeated.
Don’t think I’ll stand down if I’ve only retreated.
Wasn’t born on purpose, but I wasn’t mistaken.
Don’t let me fall asleep, I might never awaken,
They say “that’s it, that’s all..” but “it’s” not “all” for me.
I wish you’d come and crawl..crawl back to me.
My voice is always heard, but isn’t always listened to.
I’d hope to find my heaven after all the hell I’m living through.
The worst of every hurt, it isn’t quite an injury.
Expressions on my face, they’re still quite the mystery.
Say, that’s the final straw! Don’t spread me too thin.
This time, don’t make me crawl..crawl to you again.
This time, don’t you draw..draw me too in.
I’d say in you I saw..I saw new akin.
I’m not deceased, but I haven’t been alive.
I’m not really living, and yet, I haven’t even died.
As my mind enlightens, I still have a lot to learn.
My life is full of bridges, I can’t wait to watch them burn.
Say it’s from grace I fall.. I fall in your stead.
On broken glass I’ll crawl..crawl ‘til I’m dead.
Still fighting tooth and claw, I claw every day.
Every day I crawl..crawl my life away.
About the Creator
Desmond Razzano
My name is Desmond, and I have a love and passion for writing of all kinds, especially poetry! Most of the content I write about reflects more of my experiences and my pain, and my joy! Every entry or story I post was written by me.




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