A Ballad for Death

A compilation of the first 500 poems I ever wrote.
I write in my free time accross different styles and themes, sometimes there are reasons to what I write and sometimes there are not, but I always try to follow my inspiration.
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131. You don't have to stand up or stand out, just stand.

Stand

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They tried to take me down,

They tried to make me drown,

Hateful words and comments,

No care for sentiments,

Their words cutting like knives,

-On my pain, oh it thrives!-

Tried to drive me crazy;

Everyday was hazy,

Drowned in a world of pain,

Trapped inside my own brain.

 

But at the end of the tunnel,

I saw a light, a bright fire,

And all this hate, I did channel,

To soar above, even higher.

A helping hand, just a kind word,

Helped me take arms, bring up my sword,

I could have fought but I did not,

Choosing to erase them from thought.

 

They tried to take me down,

They tried to make me drown,

But I stood up to them!

My friends, hear this anthem!

The pain, I shan’t forget,

Though never will I let

It rule over my life,

Again give in to strife.

For I am my own man,

The one who draws the plan,

Yes! I am now certain:

No matter gun or knife,

I am the sole captain

Of this ship that’s my life.

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