Nicole Johnson

I will hold my head high.

I refuse to allow you to see me cry.

The emotions will burn a hole through me before I allow another victory.

One swift tear is all it took to break me.

You stood idol and watched me shatter.

All I ever wanted was for you to hold me and wash away my fears.

Through tear drenched lashes I watched you take a step back.

Your face was drawn and your body held its regrets.

Let me have this for I am human.

I bleed bright crimson.

I curse the sailors tales too.

I shall pick myself up again the moment that I am through.

Tonight I do not have the energy to fight.

I raise my  white flag high—

Not because I’ve accepted defeat, but because even you deserve peace.