The Poetry Marathon

This is how shield started.

It began with deathlok’s story.

It could have been gory.

Then hydra returned to power.

But only for an hour.

Then they went and defeated hive.

Lincoln didn’t survive.

If you think that’s awesome, just wait

That’s what they’re calling it these days.

They came up with it in a daze.

They think that it’s some sort of phase.

He’s in a haze. He’s in a haze.

The day you left was the day life stopped.

But now that you’re back, time goes on.

We need to be strong as life.

That’s the only way we’ll

make it in this world.

You’re my brother.

And that will

never

change

You think you can tell me what to do?

You can’t control me.

Even if you hold a gun to my head,

You can’t control me.

You can bark at me until the cows come home but

You can’t control me.

Do your worst, asshole, but guess what?

You can’t control me

You just couldn’t let it go.

I knew you would do this

because you always do.

I spit out nothing but the truth.

And you still didn’t believe it

You just couldn’t let it go

See if I care.

I don’t give a shit about you.

I spit out nothing but the truth

You want to be a miserable bitch for the

rest of your life? Fine. Go ahead.

See if I care.

Please keep it to yourself

Open the door to happiness

Every single time

Make sure it stays that way

It hit me so hard.

I didn’t think I could ever

come back from it but

somehow you managed to pull

me through to the other side.

It has been

For so long now. He

just couldn’t

imagine

living anywhere else be-

-cause This is his home

We may have to go our separate ways
But at least we stole the show
It’s not what we wanted
But what choice did we have?

But at least we stole the show
Sometimes, it’s better to let go of something glorious
But what choice did we have?
Than hold onto something toxic

Sometimes, it’s better to let go of something glorious
Ripped apart by the world
Than hold onto something toxic
And sewn back together again

Ripped apart by the world
We may have to go our separate ways
And sewn back together again
It’s not what we wanted

It’s the moment you dread

despite its short timespan.

The moment you put everything

on the line in an attempt to better yourself.

Your body says red but your mind is telling you green.

So you keep at it, finish the set and then rise up in a blaze of glory