5/14/18
She wasn't the type to lose,
and with her last breath,
she would win
Rightfully wanted
But with great sin
First she fought for her life
Then fought for her rights
Outside and inner fights
She fought with her bloody knife
She fought with razor blades
She fought with chemicals
She fought with water
She fought with miracles
Ending herself was just another battle
With strategy and skill
She knew what she believed in
And she went in for the kill
YOU ARE READING
Where My Eyes Wander
PoetryThis is my new cover of my poetry, starting with my signature Tweeting Bird. These would have ranged from two years ago to today. You will be able to see my progress as you read. Thanks for reading my work!
