BORN TO SHINE
Solid crystal walls they have fallen.
Exposed to the cold left broken.
Shadows clutch at my twisted ankle.
Pushing me into gloom, where’s my angel.
Hope floats above my trench teasing me.
Pleading to be saved I pray to be free.
Life turns into a struggle.
Visions taken by the martial eagle.
In my deep void I find my angel.
Take down from my cross, I’m unhung.
Her life breaths new air into my lungs.
Her wings cover me from loves rain.
Her voice delivers me from my pain.
I can finally see my brilliance in her eyes.
I can finally allow my greatness to rise.
I am whole again, I am divine.
Like my guiding star I was born to shine.
By Sarah Martin aka @sugaroc
Drawing by @D_art