Right here
this place
every where I turn
is a tender subject
my heart is heavy
from all the pressure applied
Right here
is where I would cave in
to the thousands of pounds I carried
I would give up and be crushed
Defeated

I am here again in that place
Shoved in a corner
Coiled into the fetal position
Trying to curl myself around my heart
that feels so fragile

But if I just decide not to close my eyes
If I just remember to look up
I will see you there
and I remember how you fight
If I just remember what you said
and I let your truth
fall from my lips
Your words turn into
a flaming sword
that pure fire truth
exposes the enemy
who hid in people’s words
who clothed itself in betrayal
the enemy who lived
in well crafted lives
that deceive and destroy
Fire burn!
Great sword cut down!
My battle cry:
Miracles happen through me!