“Maybe I was meant to know hell
well before death could ever take me
to appreciate the heaven of your presence.”
Maybe I was always meant for war. A birthright no one could have predicted. Maybe I was meant to know hell well before death could ever take me. Perhaps it was to better appreciate the heaven I feel when I’m in your presence. You see, I know how to fight to survive. I know how to square my shoulders and bear arms for the ones that matter. Because, you see, that is what being human means. And I will always fight by your side. Or wage war when you cannot.
© Sarah Doughty
Maybe that’s why
death and I
have an accord.
I’ll never give up
until I’m ready.