Tides Within
***Can your heart handle this pressure?*** Give in? back down? Never relent; But that's who you were, after all. Immense tides, underneath it all. Their hands are up now, Everyone's singing tunes; The chorus of misery. As the unwavering tsunamis, We are the melodies that never lost. They wish to give us "lazy" labels; Lack thinking, for a better word. No train of thought, no empathy - Something to stop accountability. We are beyond what you label us. With each passing breath, We ride the music. We are the very people You threw to the wolves. We are the shards of hope You decided to give up. Payback is resentful, As we are full of ire - Do. Not. Back. Down.
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