I am holding on
barely
I am praying for a miracle
constantly
I am falling
into the well of despair
this is a terrible and lonely battle
only the strongest survive
I am weak in body
weakened by life after life
of brutality
meant to crush my spirit
and steal my power
I carry the wounds of the feminine
deep within my physical body
I have returned
to transcend the physical
I am a warrior of the light
my spirit is rising
out of the well of despair
I remember
the divine feminine alchemy
that shall turn the shadows
of this dark cold hard metal
into the light
of miraculous gold
The Heart of Love 