The Fight

I open my eyes only to see darkness surrounding me. As i walk along these cold desolate streets lost, lonely with an agonizing feeling of needing to know what happened to me. Im walking, then sprinting now in the race of time the smothers me i keep running faster faster i cant run no more i start to slow down a little more im walking at a pace ive never walked before i ask myself what am i doing ill never win the race at this pace , i look around and in the distance i see a glimmering light blinking i focus on it wondering where id it coming from i start to stride a lil faster loosing my pride as im doing this i start to see theres others around walking just like me. I scream out to see if anyone could hear me i do it Again WHERE AM I HOW DO I GET OUTTA OF HERE a small voice quietly speaks says to me "" sweetie follow your heart and you'll get the answer you seek" go on now sweetie this is not the time to hide behind the misery of what you already know its time to seek what you know you deerve. As i follow along behind this voice there starts to become an image of a person standing before me who looks identical to me I STOP WAIT IS THIS MY TWIN no cries out the voice THAT IS AN IMAGE OF YOU. this is your life flashing before you and those are the people that you once knew that faded away when you gave up your last fight! Look in the mirror it screams at me startled i do what it asks of me what do you see what do you see i start sobbing softly i say ima a lie my whole life is based onna lie why why i cry out over n over as the voice whispers to me open your heart to feel what you desire most see whats around you when your eyes are closed feel the things you run from the most and hear whats being said listen to the words in non judgemental way and the answers you seek will already be there. Youll start to see that the world has made you stronger but you my child are the only one who can let it take it all away from you..In the distance i hear cheering Fight fight fight and unknowingly i start to swing back and the bell rings and crowd cheers I LISTEN TO THEM ANNOUNCE THE WINNER wait is that my name they said hesitant to believe i start to block out all the noise od the crowd and i clearly hear JEAN COME UP HERE THE MATCH IS OVER THE CHAMPIONSHIP IS YOURS. Alls i can say is the dark cold desolate night was the longest fight of my life

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community

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