I fight for what I believe in
And I had believed in us.
Guns drawn,
I battled everyday.
"For all eternity!"
I had sworn.
For years I spent
by your side,
through fire, mist and storm.
But the clock tocked
and coated your heart with the
dust of our own dying hopes.
You built this fortress
high n might,
I stood outside with the ruins.
You built it to shield away
the battlecries,
but it shielded away
your own.
I fought the beasts
of your soul;
this war, I fought alone.
But they lashed out
breathing fire,
and scorched away my all.
My cries fr help,
swallowed by pride,
I kept them all inside.
But the fire you spat
burned me more
than their blazing pyre.
I had once believed in us
even separated by walls.
But you prove me wrong,
now and again.
And I ceased to try at all.
I had then believe that we
could together climb those walls.
Now the fortress collapsed,
turned rubble to dust
And I let it take the fall.
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Dear Cellphone
PoetryDear cellphone, Thank you, for all the times you have been there for me and continuously listen to my ramblings throught those cold rainy nights.Without you, all these mignight poems would now have been crumbled sheets in my trashcan. So here I am...