Still Standing
Still Standing
A hundred scars adorn my soul
Memoirs from days of old.
They keep swelling from inside
Adding up to heart’s ache
Never diminishing in size.
Trust issues welled up eyes,
A heartsick of life’s lies
Are my possessions most priced.
A soul too broken,
A heart of shreds
A spirit tired as fuck,
No sign of even fluke or luck
Angst deep inside simmers.
The Demon guards my gates of hell,
It makes me cower in my shell
No dawn I can see
The demon never hears my plea.
But am still standing,
Am still strong
And I know right from wrong.
The demon can try and lurk along,
I’ll be my own champion.
I’ll brave the storms,
I’ll sail head on
No demon can knock me down.
Darker days I may see
But I’ll barge in that cloud nine of mine,
Be my own ray of sunshine.
And when the demon glares at me,
I'll still be standing on my feet.