So many people have this wil;
this driving force
to be remembered.
But don't we all want that?
We all have a bit in us that wants to go down in the books.
For most
we are the simplest damn thing.
A statistic.
Our hopes set so high,
believing that you can only succeed,
but once we fail,
we add another headstone to
The Graveyard of Dreams.
We decide there is nothing to do,
but survive.
To some though, our place in history is not in books,
but rather in our hearts.
As friends, siblings by soul or lovers,
no matter what,
we stay.
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Poems of the (not-so) Heartless
PoetryOriginal poems by a girl torn apart by other people and herself just trying to survive in this thing we call Society.