Battles
Its cold and lonely this place no windows no doors to escape just gated locked in separeted Not yet rated in sane lots of pain past and present lots of years of fallen tears know one can Hear see a broken vessel shatterd crystal clear near our far pieces scattered every where Trailing back to younger years past down genaration to genaration fighting to brake a curse Set by those before me precipalties in vaid my sleep evil dores attack my peace comeing After The ones i hold dear to my heart puppet master string attached coming after me its Getting real full armor in place brake my shackles set me free past and present let me be its Close and to persanal face to face i fight my battles on my knees i plead my case as i run This race day and night arrows fly staying safe by angles all around me sent by the only one Who truely knows me deep down my soul crys too be set free from the lies and decit only One who holds me down has my back who never frowns and always dusts my crown who Always says i am not alone who lifts me up so i dont stubble and fall yes its cold and Lonely But never ever alone my heavneally father keeps me warm on my knees he helps me fight my battles
Copyright © Mirian Parrilla Garcia | Year Posted 2024
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