Your tears are bloody diamonds
Your breath a cold breeze
You earned it through a long fight
You lost your mind
You went trough this
Thought about how it is to live
You knew it would be easier to die
but you stayed
You fight
You built your way
You stand up to make a way
You lost your hope
earned scars by your own
that's what you call a story
You made your own fate
called your own demons
protected your angels
mind over matter
You better fight before you die
To give up
That was a long time ago
It's better to fight for every day
than to fight for a senseless life
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts
PoetryPoetry♠️♥️♣️♦️ (Please don't copy. All texts are written by me and belong to me.)
