I'm a Fighter, and I Won't Take Anymore
When the Changes in Life Get Control Over You, Fight To Survive
Where is your heart
As I stare at my world
All fallen apart....
Where is my life?
I had before this storm?
Where are the pieces?
That once made my home.
There is a depression
That has left me battered and torn
Nothing is the same
Not any more.
As I search for something
To fill this empty hole
Try to rebuild my life
Without knowing the mold.
Where is my life?
I had before this storm?
Where are the pieces?
That once made my home.
I have learned from this....
I watched it tear us apart
Where is the angel?
That guards my heart?
But I'm tired: Ya' know???
Tired of giving in....
I just need some help every now and again...
Try to catch my breath
Try to stop these tears
Help me as I must
Face my fears
The fear of a failure
Of loosing in the end...
It's NEVER gonna beat me
Let a new round begin
There's going to be a FIGHT
I'm not backing down
There's no way life
Can make me wear a frown...
Got my second wind
I'm ready to go
Got a long way to get there
Put the petal to the floor.
I am gonna take back my life
One day at a time
Make it dependable
Like Corona and lime
Dependable; yeah.
Straight as a line.
Break down this elephant
And just go to town
On the task that is b4 me
That can't keep me down
Cause I am a fighter, and I wont take any MORE...
Published by AllisonBeat
Allison lives on the Gulf Coast. She loves to write, paint, draw, surf the net, and fish. She survived Hurricane Katrina, YEAH! View profile
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4 Comments
Post a CommentThis poem truly gave me chills! My family lives in Biloxi, Poplarville and Picayune. A lot of them in Biloxi and Poplarville lost their homes. It was horrible just calling them and listening to them cry for their loss. I went there and helped as much as I could, but you can never do enough for someone who has lost everything.
Hugggs to you!
That was a wonderful poem, Alison. Hope to be reading more of your writings.
Great poem! Glad you survived Katrina.