Melissa Howard

What I Choose To Be

All night i stay awake..
My past demons coming and dragging me back to the darkest sections in my mind..
All night there i am locked im my own hell..
My soul is black and stained with the deeds i have done..
I am like a man on death row just living because i have no choice, ,
I cannot be weak enough to let the world end, , I will not end my own life just to end this suffering that i must live with..
Im a stronger person than that.I am what i make myself to be..
Whenever i am shallow or mean..i am that because i choose to be..

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 10, 2009

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