Fight Like a Warrior!

Again I fall down
The winding stairs of despair
Into the arms of the insatiable monster
Hungrily awaiting me there

Like a vulture he feasts
On bloody wounds with greed
Picking old scabs
And making them bleed

He ravages my soul
He batters my brain
He crushes my heart
And fills it with shame

Enough! shouts the warrior
From deep within
I will not surrender
You will not win!

In a bloody pool of injustice
The scapegoat lies slain
Beneath the sins of others
for which it carried the blame

With new resolve I dry my tears
And climb back up the stairs
Out of the oppressive darkness
Anger and despair

If life is a game
I never learned to play
The rules are always changing
And the price is hard to pay

I only know the ways of truth
For which I bear the scars
By those I entrusted my heart and soul
To be silenced and locked behind bars

Bars of guilt shame and regret
For crimes I did not commit
But they were bigger and smarter than I
Thus I was easily tricked

But I’m bigger and much wiser now
And aware of the games people play
And the fighting spirit they tired to kill
Is alive and well today

If you are walking the bloody trail
Of battered forgotten souls
Find the courage from deep within
To fight like a warrior and take back control

For if you don’t you will never win
The battles throughout your life
And will shrivel away in the prison
Of heartache sorrow and strife








































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Author: Sandi Staton

My body has slowed down, but my busy brain never stops thinking, creating, writing, taking pictures of clouds and trees, and everything in between. I battle anxiety and depression that doesn't get better with age. That's why I write, why I spend time alone, why I walk, why I take pictures, why I never stop.