Fighter

She’s ready to fight

Ready to break down walls that should’ve never been put up

Heal parts in her that won’t stop bleeding until she finds the wound

Use the voice God gifted her

Find the root of the lies

Fists up with a brain that is in fight mode

Fight and flight mode has been activated

Adrenaline rush goes through her brain as she thinks of how she will survive

Grow through the grief and practice strength

Punching her bag while mind is somewhere else

Body burning just like her mind

Fear is her fuel and won’t stop her

Speak up even when they try to steal her voice

Past won't ruin her future no matter how bad

She will help her drowning soul get air, the air that will give her everlasting breath

Joy that won’t ever be shattered

Tears that won’t be wasted but a testimony

Jesus is her army and she is ready to fight the good fight

Her flame won’t be put out

Not again, not by them.

* Poems are not directed at anyone, just an expression of art and feelings.*