Wednesday, September 8, 2021

Stronger...

So many nights that I've wanted to throw the towel in

Many nights I wanted everything to end

But the look on my babies faces change all of that

They remind me of why I need to fight back

Then I look in the mirror and the woman I see

Is not the same woman looking back at me

I see hurt on my face 

But that's not the case

I see a quitter

But she's really a hard hitter

I see a broken spirit

But she ain't trying to hear it

She stares back with determination

And encourages me to reach new heights of elevation

There's fire in her eyes

A smile replaces her cries

She stands tall 

Even with her back against the wall

Then I realize that she is me

And I am she

We are one

And this war will be won


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