Gather Thyself
Sometimes I feel as if I'm going to crack yet somehow I find the strength within myself to bounce back.
I look at her stressed with tears in her eyes my soul wants to jump out of my chest and hug her from inside stitch up her spirits destressing her mind.
I see what she sees it definitely rips me apart inside but I need to remain strong to be her strength be at her side and hold on to her tight.
Mentally drained, Physically exhausted, Muscles are tense, My fist are pounding. Crimson tears are flowing but I gather my thoughts, my strengths and my emotions to keep myself grounded. ™©
By: Shawn Muñoz
Copyright © Shawn Munoz | Year Posted 2016
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