Once I was by hell spirits caught
They held me very tight
But until the end I fought
That was my end but for them was not
I got badly stuck until I gave up
And all the doors leading to freedom where shut
There, I saw lots of dead spirits
One of them told me you're done don't you get it
I gave up to these words
So I had to wait death
They advantaged the chance and chained me
In the cell, darkness is all what you can see
But then I realized I have to fight
So my dark side told me don't you try it
You did it once then you lost
Wait until death you are nothing but a ghost
But life worth fighting
And giving up is not losing
It's when you give up trying
So I took my second chance of living
Fighting those was the most to hate
But Fighting is when you do something you don't want
Everyone has his own one fight
To deserve living and to hold on tight
I had to break the chains
And I had to light the place
All what was there was lame
But something flashed at me
I was like a glimmer
Then I saw my weapon
It's not hardware
It's not the weapon that crushes bones
Hope was my sword
Faith was my torch
Believe was my strength
Now it's time for me to march
Once they saw the light
And my shining sword
It was my turn to fight
They were like rats running to their holes
And I got out of the prison of dreams
Where everything is changeable but yours
You just have to know what everything to you means
Then you'll be able to defuse any curse
To overcome doubt in the face of trouble, by using faith your weapon.
That was really good. Kind of eye-opening. Epiphany causing. I especially liked the part about 'Hope was my sword Faith was my torch Believe was my strength Now it's time for me to march'.
When I read the poem I immediately thought of the biblical fight of the angel andthe man in the old testiment. I would like to know what inspired you. You put your words together very well. I was in your spot at every line. Well done. Tracy
Well thought out. Written words with a message. Easy to read and you get to the point. Nice trip to visit your work. DC
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i like it it sounds very real