Breathe
Her sleep comes in
snatches this day
as the past knocks
down her door
Declaring words of
tender love as he
shoves her once more
Coward of the purest sense
a man who would raise a hand
She fights a battle
too many women know,
but dares to take her stand
For in and out
she breathes
new energy,
hope and knowing
Her true love
for the worthy one
each day
continues growing
Knowledge is
her weapon,
faith is her key
hope is her alibi
and Sun shines
down on thee
This strong woman,
surrounded
by light
will make it through --
just breathe tonight...
Lynn West
(c) 2012
"Breathe" by Stacey Austin Art (Naniskakonindjin)
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