I remember a year ago
Broken and bruised
Hurt and confused
The weight on my shoulders
Nothing left to lose
Everything was already gone
The love and devotion
Deep seated emotion
A feeling of emptiness
Like a vast expanse of ocean
I thought it couldn't get worse
How did I end up here?
Full of regret and fear
Drained of my feelings
Nothing left but tears
But no matter how hard it got
I never gave in
I wouldn't let it win
It would take some time
But I would stand tall in the end
Because I was the one
Who gave until I broke
And the words that I spoke
Out of frustration and anger
Were truth, not a joke
About the Creator
Eric Wheeler
My name is Eric Wheeler. I am a graphic/web designer, photographer, videographer, poet and author. I am a classic car/truck/tractor/boat lover, fitness nut and survival expert. I write about my passions and love to share them with others.
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