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Endless Fight

By xXxXangelXxXx, Henderson, TX

As I lay 6 feet deep,
I wait for the world to see me.
I've been dead for way to long,
I long for life and love.

They've laid a single rose
of black on my grave.
Never asking me back,
Wishing me to just stay that way.

I need a hero,
I need a knight.
To come and save me
from endless fight.

All I see is dark fury,
All I see is the rage.
Feel like I'm in front of the jury,
Or being booed off stage.

They say I'm not important,
that I don't matter.
However, I know differently.
Does anyone else?

I need a savior,
I need a redeemer
to save me
from my endless fight.

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4 comment(s)
This poem is really good! I like it, even though im not quite sure what it means....i'll read it again, then maybe i'll understand. Anyways, really great!! 
Aug. 29, 2013 at 7:51 AM • Report
thank u so much!  and everyone has their own meaning :)
Oct. 30, 2013 at 1:08 PM • Report
Now THIS is good. I love it! I especially like using the idea of being dead and gone to parallel feeling unimportant and invisible. I like how it alternates between rhyming and non rhyming stanzas. Great work!
Dec. 29, 2012 at 7:27 PM • Report
thank you so very much :)
Mar. 13, 2013 at 9:37 AM • Report