I Am... A Warrior

Wed, 10/28/2015 - 14:43 -- maddyj

Cannon blows

Bullet holes

Stab wounds 

Scars upon scars 

Telling the stories of the battles I’ve fought 

Battles between my monsters and I

A constant battle 


There’s never a day off

I feel dead 

But I’m still walking 


I start asking what’s the point 

Then a helping hand comes along

Followed by a friendly smile

And the words I will never forget

You’re not alone 

That’s what keeps me going

That’s what picks me back up when I fall

That’s what keeps me fighting

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