Warrior Blood
I am resilience.
My skin is made of steel
And my eyes throw flames
I repel the demons that try to get inside.
I am strength.
With the world on my shoulders
And responsibilities weighing my fists to the ground,
I raise my head higher and soar.
I am grit.
When time is against me
And my eyelids feel sewn shut
I march on.
I am brave.
I confront difficulties and pain with an iron whip.
I thrust my shoulders back and release myself
I am a warrior.
This poem is about:
Me