Fortitude

Darkness floods the walls of my mind
Words to describe the pain are seemingly hard to find
I feel I've already done my time
In shackles eternally suffering
The melancholly king
Wishing that the birds would sing
Give me just one more melodic breeze
I am already on my knees
Beaten back by life so hard
Broken bleeding with ripped open scars
Begging and pleading behind these cold rusty bars
I just want to see the daylight again
Just a little break from the chains I'm in
A single breath of fresh air
Before a return to agony and despair
I am only trying to take the edge away
So I can continue to endure this pain
I am trying to trick my brain
In to thinking I will get through this
Only way out though is from a reapers kiss
Failing or bloodied wrists
I can't do either one
I will walk and carry on
While there are thorns on all that I touch
Demons have me in there clutch
Vultures circle waiting for lunch
Every corner I turn I get a punch
Kicked when I am down
Even though I wear a frown
I will not let myself drown
I am completely broken but still move some how
I will carry this burden while being whipped 
And the arrows in my chest are poison tipped
The knives in my back are cracked and chipped
And the ceiling gives way to an acid drip
But I am pushing through
Enduring the cruel
The only thing I can do
Is keep moving forward
Growing colder
But steering toward
An end to the torment
I do not regret
I will Not forget
And I will not forgive
To reach the end I need to live
And to live is to suffer
But the end I will discover
What all the hurting was for
So as I crawl on the floor
Beaten bloody and sore
Through all I endure
The pain I will ignore
Till I reach that door

By lukecoomer (c)