Am I Fighting?
Am I Fighting?1 min 99 1 min 99
Am I drowning in waves and thunderstorm
Or am I thrown on the thorns
Or sent among the devil's place
Where everything pricks me
And tears me apart.
Am I gasping for air?
Or in guilt for wanting to breath
Am I trying to clean the trash?
Or getting fine with it.
Am I comfortable with darkness?
Or still searching a pinhole of light
Am I buried under some mess?
Or trying my way up.
Wherever I am thrown
I am still not broken
I am still observing and
Gathering me up
To open my eyes
And change the reality!