Here
of this grueling path,
frail knees then fell to the ground,
get up now,
soon dawn breaks my dear,
fretting on history,
will lead you no where
piercing words won't tear my soul,
foul hearts have no power,
for I've greeted fear,
but tasted courage far better,
it's hard,
but I'm standing up
shield me angels of mighty kingdom,
darkness seem to engulf me
in solitary days
and your light seems far away from reach
forgive those strayed falls from grace
this body can't bear no more
bruised, black, torn and bled,
plant seeds of bravery if you may
and i shall water it with everything i've left
here,
i'm still here
By Jessica John Posko @ J.J. Posko
Instagram: @poetrychips
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