Fighting Chance for a Morning after

This is a poem that I wrote recently about how life can feel like a war sometimes, and in dire situations the one who often saves us is ourselves.

Take Me Home

This is a poem that I wrote recently about how I often live in the past and fear the future, but that giving up is not an option. Each stanza ends with a repeated verse, which stems from something I said in a prayer the other night in a shower (as odd as that sounds). I thought it was neat, so I wrote it down and ran with it.