Cope Poem by Tiffany Saxon

Your sitting all alone waiting for your heart to
break.
Through trials and tribulations one seeks the power of
the most high cause one doesn't know how much more
one can take.
Alone in a dark hole,
disclosing all of your unforgetable woes.
Asking the question, Is this the life i chose? who knows.
For as the the outline of water, falls down off your
face,
You feel the core of empty space that hit's you hard and
raw in that loving place.
Pain,
Strain,
and no emotional gain play's at it's own
symbolic beat
Pressures of hidden treasures measures the timeline
in victory of it's own defeat
Turning pages of different rages only compounds into
disfunctional stages.
Seeing the shadows off reflection in the mirror looking
for hope,
Not wanting to see the true face,
When your trying to cope.