As the date of our birth creeps closer,
I think of all our adventures we have had.
We walked through the burning blases of hell,
fought war after war.
Learned what it means to be a strong and brave warrior,
but I think it is time to come home now.
It is not the end of the on going war no,
you will still have to fight,
walk through more fires and slay more dragons.
It is merely a reminder to rest,
find your strength again.
We have gotten too far to surrender now,
seek the power within you,
and use it.
For many people have tried to put out the light in you,
so let the flames of hell burn right through you,
wear the dragon's skin as a reminder of your strength,
and willingness to keep fighting.
We were not born to live a life not worth remembering,
fight every battle with pride,
and never bow your head down for anyone.
It is okay to feel weak at times,
but don't allow the flames inside you to die down.
YOU ARE READING
It's not all black and white
PoetryA personal collection of all my poems. >TW< This is my first book so if you enjoyed reading my poems feel free to vote and leave a comment. ❤️ Lots of love
