Poetry

Battlefield soul

By 8th May 2009December 9th, 2019No Comments

Battlefield soul
In me
Ravaged,destroyed
An inner carnage
Is the reflection
Of this place.
It has brought me
To my knees,
I am standing
But fallen
In so many
Crimson ways.

Yet-
I am still standing
To this I hold
I will push back
The bloody tide.
I will repair
What I can
Of my damaged soul.
I will hold on,
Who knows
Maybe one day
The reflection
Will be reversed
And my healing soul
Will reflect
On a healing place.

Tasha C Mapes

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