I’m Going To Die Trying
We all die one day it’s the ultimate thing that unites us all
There is no escape from death
It will claim us all in the end
What separates me from many is I don’t fear death
Death and I view each other as jilted lovers
We have pursued each other many a time
The other thing that separates me from the crowd Is I’m, going to die trying
Die trying to be a better person than I was yesterday
Until my dying day I’ll always be trying to improve
I’m going to prove the world wrong
Prove my naysayers wrong
I will be a better person, a better poet, a better son, a better brother, and a better friend
Trying is half the battle after all
All my life I’ve been a square peg in a round hole
Never quite fitting in
And I’m okay with that
I’m going to keep on trying until the day I die
I’m going to keep going on and on
Upwards and onwards
Until my dying day
I will climb mountains
I will tear down walls
And stigmas
I will build bridges
I will be the man I am destined to be
The man my father knew I could be
So, I’ll keep on going until my dying day
I’m going to die trying!
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