The canker that have gripped my inner soul
have left me with many scars and bruises
Many battles have been fought and lost on that precipice of life
In despair and brood I look over the horizon to catch a flick of hope
In a heart beat I know the enemy may return with its invincible soldiers.
Just to leave one more mark on my battered soul.
some day I may stand and defend my castle.
Some day I may have the courage to make my stand.
But for now, I will rally my strength and nurture my bruised soul.
For I know my wait will not be in vain.
©ebo_tawiah
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