I have run the gauntlet
Every addiction, every emotion,
Every fear and every trust
Has pounded me to my knees.
I made it through the line
With still a few breaths to expend.
Although badly beaten
My wounds dripping blood.
I lick my wounds and
Prepare for the next
More difficult test of strength
Yet how do I tie all
These random thoughts
Into one flowing idea!
How can I live without blood?
How can I survive without the fire?
No more pills to take it away
Get out of my head
Do not ask me to change
The color of my personality
Simply because you
Desire a lighter shade.
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