every daythink
what i have know all along,
hard time's are coming
knocking at my door when i
a woke this morning.
this is were i put one foot
in front of the other and
just breath.thinking to my
self there no going back,
there nothing to go back to.
the only think it to push
forward there no quiting or
giving up. feel like i being
called out for a fight,I not
running from it. i just want
to walk away this time be
for i am push out of the way.
there no more time for talking.
it run out !!!!!
This poem was written by Jason none on Nov 07, 2008.
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