Human Spirit

Tumble weeds,

We meet again,

Bitterly I fight,

But it seems you must become my friend,

Try as I may,

With all of my might,

You are set,

To win me,

To torment me,

To seek me out,

So that even in the depths of my own mind,

It appears as though I am not free,

And all I want is to make you stop,

To take a break,

To not anymore,

But the problem here,

Is that even though you push me down,

Pull me apart,

And crush me with all your might,

even with all this,

My human spirit will not,

Can not,

Give up my fight.

 

Hayley Geri 2013 ©

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Author: dreamingofluminousthings

Hey I'm Hayley. 25. Australian. Female. Poet/Writer. Writing is my greatest outlet. It is my passion and my escape from an often twisted reality.

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