sara pounds

Rookie (8-19-1985 / Florida)

We Love To Live - Poem by sara pounds

We love to live and live to die-
But yet again we have no right-
We breathe through fights that take life-
But yet again we begin again-

I write my name a thousand times-
But it still doesn't make sense in this rhyme-
The day flies by with no one by my side-
To close for comfort in this bottle of wine-

The Untitled title for this name-
An oxymoron in this game-
It doesn’t make sense that I’m so mad at myself-
Then again it was the hand I was dealt-

I wasted time wondering about this-
Because it wasn’t that long ago when someone knew how I felt-
I don’t care why I’m here or what I’m doing to belong-
It hurts me to realize that I will die in time-

I will move on and be gone-
But how can they live without my song-
Words that only make sense to my understanding-
How can we live with that under handing-

We love to live and live to die-
But yet again we have no right-
We breathe through fights that take life-
But yet again we hide our sins in this-


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 24, 2008



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