A Woman Alone
These tears pour down my face
Like the horrid rain that fell today.
These fears consume my faith like the storm that floods us tonight.
Isolated, stone cold, vulnerable, and fearlessly striving not to fall.
Fear & insecurities destroy my all.
Wrong steps I’ve taken which can’t be retraced; burning me like gusts of wind scratching my face.
I fight on.
Conjuring up every piece of will power I own. To battle the never ending story of a woman struggling alone.
©jloves
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