its how some times i need to fight to stay a live,


the devil

In my bed trying to sleep,but the devil keeps on talking to me ,trying to make me sway his way .
just a cut or two,then you know im here if you need to slice some more .
but then i told him ,it was time to go ,as the pain i did was not for him anymore .



Poetry by dee quirke
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Written on 2017-07-31 at 19:53

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Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
Death is easy
Life's a struggle
Keep those horrid
Thoughts away
Hope you know
Your loved anyway
By all the people
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2021-11-13


Kathy Lockhart
You are strong. Please know that your spirit is alive and well and is free because you know the Truth.
2017-08-26



You are in charge and keep that blade far away
Ashe
2017-07-31


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Bravo, Dee! Well written, so well expressed.
Ken
2017-07-31