I'm fighting & I'm losing,
trying my best to be strong.
I'm falling & I'm failing,
being proven that I'm wrong.
I'm screaming & I'm drowning,
falling to my knees & crying.
I'm lying & I'm pretending,
but deep down I know I'm dying.
I'm running & I'm frightened,
I've already lost the fight.
I'm slowing & I'm stopping,
giving it the greatest delight.
Well-written poem of the everyday stuggle Bravo! I feel the same in this year's stuggle
A melancholy poem. Oozing pessimism. But we should remember that a little child learns to walk, falling down a hundred times. So we have to retain our optimism.
Well articuated and nicely penned with clarity of thought and mind. A beautiful poem nicely embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellently written 5 Stars full!