Down in the dirt.
Beat to the ground.
Hit after hit.
Strike after strike.
Bruises on and in me.
Cuts deep and sharp.
Get up I will.
Stay down I can't.
Things aquire my attendence.
People need my presence.
On my feet now.
Steady myself.
Stare it all down I must.
Take it head on I do.
More pain is sure to come.
It's ok.
It's what it takes.
I'm not alone.
I have been healed.
So come on!
Take your best shot!
Jan 12, 2021
Jan 12, 2021 at 2:00 PM UTC
Down in the dirt.
Beat to the ground.
Hit after hit.
Strike after strike.
Bruises on and in me.
Cuts deep and sharp.
Get up I will.
Stay down I can't.
Things aquire my attendence.
People need my presence.
On my feet now.
Steady myself.
Stare it all down I must.
Take it head on I do.
More pain is sure to come.
It's ok.
It's what it takes.
I'm not alone.
I have been healed.
So come on!
Take your best shot!
Keep going.
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