Give & Take
Life often gives to me what I wish it would take, and takes away what I wish it would give.
oh what i'd give, to quiet the chaos
my voice
what i'd sacrifice, for a single season of silence
all of my breath
for just one quiet night
the rest of my days
for a way out of this nightmare
all of my dreams
for any kind of peace,
for a ceasefire in the war upstairs,
for everything to stop,
everything
even if it meant the same for the vessel in my chest‐
what i'd give, to have back what this torment has taken from me
everything‐
everything
i'd just leap, at the first opportunity to trade away this torture appointed to me
give everything i've acquired for all that was taken from me,
take back what this "gift" of life has of mine
peace
freedom
and give back what the present has forced upon me
lightlessness
broken promises
everything is give and take,
and i've been given everything, but a reason to stay
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Josh Morgan
Personally, writing began as a creative outlet, to be a means of processing and venting emotion, but it has become so much more. Something I want not to be just relatable, enjoyable and a good read, but to reach someone who is in need.
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All of this is how I feel to greater or tesser extent all the time! well-penned, Josh! sorry it took me so long but thank you for sharing!
Damn , everything is give and take
I feel you there friend.