the battle


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    the battle

    Not Again please dont lie,
    Dont tell yourself your fine.
    In the shadows of darkness i hide,
    In the corner bloody tears i have cried.
    Standint Still in the rain,
    Nobody can see you cy they're unknown of your pain.
    Hurting and cutting with needs,
    Not feeling a thing as your wrist bleeds.
    Yet i have a heart of pure stone,
    Thats why i stand in the rain all alone.
    Not breathing not feeling,
    I stand in the rain not healing.
    Confused living without fear,
    hating hurting just wanting to see clear.
    Finding answers in the wrong things,
    Not caring my heart was being boind up in rings.
    The Demond would not let go,
    I wanted help so bad but he would not let that show.
    I tried so hard to win the fights,
    But i lost against my own rights.
    A battle was won in me,
    Yet i still suffered with an unknown plea.
    The battel i lost but my war would wage,
    I will find happiness if first comes rage.
    I stood as stone through the storm,
    Only thing that changed was my clothes ragged and torn.
    My sattered heart could take no more,
    with every step i took my soul had tore.
    I wanted my soul and myself back,
    I didnt know it was god i lack.
    I didnt want to change at all,
    i thought i loved the fall!
    Unknown of what god was going to do,
    I went to god encounter i needed too.
    I show myself in the light,
    I'm not afraid forgod i'll fight.
    I love dancing in the healing rain,
    god healed me took away all my pain.
    I'm not hurting not cutting nomore,
    now god will love me evermore.
    I'm finding answers in the right things,
    god loves me for him I'll sing.
    The demon let go forever,
    Now god and i can be together.
    I fought the fight,
    I won because god gave me the right

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    Bladebearer commented on the battle


    Amen! God coquers all! Great work!

    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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