For the courageous soul only

CRUMBLE, STUMBLE, FALL! yells the adversary voice
Tears and depression then springs from this saddened heart.
STUPID COWARD! Outcry this voice again
hurt, but determine this courageous soul yells:
No longer will you cave me in with your words!
No longer will your thoughts control my every move!
I AM A FIGHTER! I WILL SEE THIS THROUGH
because I was born a warrior to conquer demons like you.

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

Diannis124

love it! keep the fight :) 

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