it was just a few glasses
he said
been a long week
i thought we talked about this
yeah, i know
don't worry, it won't happen again
she slept with her eyes open
soul broken
heavy river of tears
rained down a stormy night
do it for the children
her heart heard
what her ears refuse to
my oh my
calling out her name
leave
is this worth a lifetime
but can i? she whispered
the war outside is too loud
for a meek like me
shhhhh
fear not by any means
faith,
hold on to it, tight grips now
sweet Mother of angels,
bring hope to this frail bones
how then
can one compromise?
is it not life but once?
why should it then be compromised?
my dreams they bear no answer
nor my living days taught me better
for life is painted short
then with my packed bags i shall leave
never to compromise again
By Jessica John Posko
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