Clenched Tight

Still too dark to see

but she can feel

the way her hands are

clenched tight

she couldn’t remember

all the details

only that, once again, 

she was fighting

whispering underneath her breath

“I must win, I will win”

and she knew that she had fought

with all her heart

while she was sleeping

once again

her hands ached from the fight

she had while sleeping

 clenched tight

and ready to win

👣Jeanna’ Mead

5 42 a.m.  2- 19-18

http://www.jeannasoul.com

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