Fighting For It

This is just gonna be where I post all of the poems that I write on here. I also put them on my dA (Cenitopius.Deviantart.Com) and my Facebook for those of you who already have it.
This series would probably have been called 'A Little Bit of Poetry' if it weren't for the fat that Fighting For It (101) was so descriptive of the whole series in it's name that I had to use it here as well.


8. Shattered

I'm tired of the way,
the world passes my by,
And again, day by day,
I'm tired of the way,

I'm wishing for a change,
Praying for a destination,
Walking a mental pilgramige,
Working on an estimation -

How long will it take me now,
To find an unfound truth,
I want to break the cycle now,
For myself I need no proof.


World view changed in an instant,
Unpersistant, rushed,
Malificent, evil round the courner,
Every courner.

Death, injuries, for instance,
All at once it's crashing by,
Ridding me of all resistance,
A huge yawn now a small sigh.

I wished this upon myself,
But now another layer of my-
lies on top of what was here before.

Am I the cause or on the shelf,
Watching down and feeling so-
I'll die here now for something more.


Love, romance, smiles again,
And for a while there is no rain,
I see the sun around once more,
The world has now unlocked my door,

I'm free to roam the world as me,
But this exciting recipie,
Has given me a fast release,
But leaves behind a missing peice.

Consistency, it is the key -
Smash! Flash! Bang! Now I see!
Suddenly a shocking change,
Excites the world, past normal range.

But gravity will pull us back,
Down to Earth, then pin and tack,
Us to the wall, we sit and wait,
For drama at a later date.
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