I am tired but I am not stopping here,

I am growing weak but I know I am near.

I am sore but I am not giving up now,

I am scared but I am not backing down.


It won't be long until I am okay.

It won't be long until I am living in that day,

that day I wake up and come to find,

that day, I will mean it when I say "I am fine."


I am ready for the fight, ready to be free,

I am stronger now than the demons that weakened me.

I am pushing through the pain, I will keep holding on,

I am not scared because I know it won't be long.




This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world


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