Wednesday, December 15, 2010

For this world

Every day is a nightmare,
Every night a daydream.
I walk through this world,
Lost.

Every moment is a second lost,
I stumble through this world,
New.

Every breath is a new one,
I run through this world,
Ready.

Every time I say I'm ready,
I find out there is more.
Something I have yet to learn,
A challenge just waiting.

A fight that I must win,
A battle I must conquer.
And so I fight,
for every thing.

For the new,
and the old.
For the broken,
and the whole.
For the sad,
and the happy.
For the lost,
and the found.
For you,
and me.

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