Unyielding
Drowned in the sea of my troubles,
I'm reaching for a breath,
Stifled by the weight of my perplexities,
I'm moving to where the light splits,
Up and up I go,
Pushing my way through,
Wiggling my way past,
I'm losing my breath in the fight,
My strength is ebbing away,
I have died a million times,
The stump still held firm to the ground,
I live to see a new day,
I live to fight again.
April 10, 2022.
Copyright © Thompson Emate | Year Posted 2022
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