Warrior in a cage
a poem what it feels like when i am at the darkest moments of my life.
I’m a warrior as they say
Then why don’t I feel like one
In my weakest moments
Along my travels I met to many
As I die tonight I wonder
Why It took so long.
Waited for so long for something that I cannot hold.
Something I cannot touch.
I wonder how long it will take.
As I linger, I watch as the sun goes down.
Will this be the night?
To fight off my demons
Once again, I cannot say what they are.
The voices becoming too many once again.
I wish upon the falling star.
As he danced along the gravestones
I just want to be free once again.
But these chains of pain keep me here.
In the darkness of this cage
The empty and the void keep telling me things.
I hold my breath waiting for the light.
To come again into my life
Only to find moments of darkness
The only thing I know anymore is to fight.
To survive another night
Another day arises to meet my eyes.
I ask for no more, but they keep coming.
Holding onto these burning bars
The pain rises.
To give me the pain I need to keep going until I cannot anymore.
Got to fight one more battle.
Got to hold on for one more reason.
Counting my blessings and my reasons
Even them are dimming but they cling to me.
About the Creator
Brandi Lansdowne
Podcast: blonde with a black streak
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