WARRIOR
"Love is not running or giving up, it's standing and fighting for every moment."
BOUDICEA
Mine is a rare gift
But my gift is a curse
I love freely and fiercely
I am loyal but free
Like Queen Boudicea
There is a warrior inside me
I fight to love
I fight to understand
Not to be understood
If only there was such a man
One with warrior in his blood
To fight to love
And love me alone
Not treat me like an option
The way a dog treats his bone
2015
WARRIOR
"I AM THE FIGHT!"
"I AM THE FIGHT!"
"I AM THE FIGHT!"
I cried
My weapons of love and hope
Are sword and spear
I have no armor
I have no shield
Love is a war
Made to be a risk
That is why I stand before you
Naked and bared
With my eyes ablaze
And love and hope in my fists
2015
About the Creator
Vivian Clarke
Third-culture-kid-now-adult with a melancholic disposition trying to make sense of life, like anyone else.
I live for my daughter, cats, and coffee.
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