The Will

I am the drunk
careering through your hallway.
The half-assed promises.
The truth disguised with lies.

I’m the antidote
to all those flights of fancy.
The unguarded moment.
The truth that beats you down.

I am the echo,
the voice you hear in darkness.
The harsh and the hurtful.
The lies laid down at night.

I’m the dawn breaking
on another morning.
The fight you’ll always have,
and the will to carry on.

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