~*~*Trips The Devil Makes*~*~

This is about how my life is taking its pulls on me. I promise people I will stay strong, but deep down inside, my heart is breaking and tearing apart.
Listening to them, I cry.
They cut my wings,
So now I can't fly.
I'm so confused, about so many things.
Is this one of the trips that the devil makes?

I throw punches now and then,
The sobbing and crying,
What lies around the next bend?
We must start climbing.
Is my soul one of the ones that the devil must take?

By AliCat Charlebois
Published: 3/24/2007		 Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
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