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
5 59 a.m. 2.28.20
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