Category : Poems

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Everyday is a battle,
And I only have a shield.
On this battle field there is a sword.
I don't reach for this sword,
Instead I cower behind the shield.
I am afraid to go out.

I cannot face the slaughter headed my way.
It is safer behind the shield,
So here I will stay.
I could reach out,
Ask for help,
But fear paralizes my vocal chord,
So I cannot speak.

If I move to a safer spot,
I have to consider is it really safe?
I'm afraid no where is safe.
How can it be safe?
How can I trust that the place is safe,
Just because people say it is?

I can't be brave,
I can't move,
I can't speak,
This battlefield is just to much.
Who can I trust?
Who is the enemy?
Only I can save myself,
But I can't leave the shield.

Maybe if I grab the sword,
Would it make me brave like you?