She’s made it through

Another sleepless night

Fighting dangers

That try to steal

Her peace of mind

She tossed and turned

Whispered the words

“I will win”

“Let me fight, I will win”

In her dreams

She found ways

Strongholds

Little things

That made the difference

Gave her the chance

To escape

She won

Every single time

In her dreams

Because in them

She was a witchy woman

Restless spirit on a endless flight

With raven hair and ruby lips

Sparks flying from her fingertips

And she couldn’t be contained

And couldn’t be trapped

And she always escaped

Because she whispered

The magic words

“I will win”

Until she believed

And she did.

Jeanna’ Mead

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