I Am

by Dakatt

I am the shut door, the alternative route,

The LOVE, the hurt, the LIES, the truth,

The blood spilt, the sweat drained,

The years slaved, the heart pained.

Cruel defeats of luck and fate,

Patience waits while losing faith,

Dear ones slowly lost to time,

Forget me nots' which fade from mind.

The child lost, the love that wains,

The smoke and acid flows through veins,

Out of place and out of control,

A dying mass of shaking soul,

Hating anger, needing hate,

Opertunities, regrets to late,

I am the doubt within all descision,

I am the distraction that makes life worth living.

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