To always struggle, strains my very soul
To have no money makes living so hard
I worry of how full will be my bowl
I worry much and place myself on guard
Against impulse, lest I spend too much coin
And have no more to buy what I shall need
For that is when pain and regret will join
And take more than I can allow to bleed
In this sad state my life will always be
For I cannot see how to get ahead
No god above will listen to my plea
No way on earth to lessen this dark dread
And when too much this burden is to bear
My life will end, and no one else shall care
About the Creator
ChampionElCid
I started writing fanfiction and, slowly over time, have progressed to writing poetry and short stories. On Vocal I hope to continue my writing and slowly begin to make a name for myself. Please review
I hope I continue to impress you...
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