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Battle Worn


When the moon rises and the sun sleeps,
When nightmares and passions fight for keeps,
When the wind howls and calls from the dark,
It begins, the time where I wake and walk.

I hear you, I hear your whispers, your tears.
I know and understand the darkness and the fears.
I’ve lived the nightmare and fought the creature.
I was once the student, but now I am the teacher.

The battle remains quite by day, and rages at night,
As the world sleeps we rise worn and tired but we fight.
I dare you to walk in my shoes, nightly facing the fire,
Knowing, that you can never rest, you must not tire.

But for you, I fight, for you I stay awake and alive,
For you and for me, each night into darkness I dive,
To fight the monster that stalks and feeds on our fears.
To protect and to guard and to wipe away your tears.




I have always said that my poetry and short stories write themselves, I'm just the hand that holds the pen. Several of my poems have been published in local publications and in the 2011 World Poetry Movement book 'Stars in our Hearts'. Please enjoy the words, but do not steal them. I enjoy living and what life brings my way. My day job, I'm a geekgirl, a programmer. Coding is like using clues to solve a mystery to me. But, my happiness outside of the day job involves, cooking, baking, knitting, crocheting, writing, hiking, primitive skills. Yup, I come home and unplug. So there are many sides of me here. Enjoy.

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