Stop. Start.

[Paprika47]

I keep fighting
Something that no longer is
That no longer was
That conceals itself into my throat and no matter how hard I scream
The words coming out trap it within.
I keep fighting
And though my fists are shiny with my blood
Pumping for freedom from this rotting tomb,
I don't think I can stop.
No longer do I know of right or wrong or possibilities
that drunkenly hammer into my chest.
My stomach is tired of heaving but no matter how many times it exhales
My lungs take in more breath.

I keep fighting
Because whether or not the reason remains
The hurt stays
The pain relays
all the tears back into my pores.
And I keep fighting
Because love doesn't save
And hope doesn't brave
the storm with you.
You tumble through the vines
slicing into your fingers as you tear them away from your heart,
the heartbeats go thud, thud, thud
the world is nill, creation is void, we are part of the void, we are sinking we are losing we are

Stop.

Just keep fighting
Keep looking for the star that still shines
Whose end is not nigh
While the heavens explode with violence.
Perhaps the light is not a blessing
Perhaps shadows are not the curse
But it couldn't get much worse
than this.

Start.

[Aliraza167]

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[Hannellene]

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[donjon]

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[Robin jackson]

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