SILENT BATTLES

THE sun was climbing high
In a cloudless and mammoth sky,
it shines gleamingly
and it thwacks my eyes.

The wind was as fresh and cozy
As the spring water,
There could be thousands of Possibilities
that she might enjoy this day.

but the placid and calm morning
turned to an eerie and gloomy night,
she was succumbed in fear,
dark clouds inside her sprouted once again.

She forgot,
she was in the battle,
she was fighting the same silent battles,
and she doesn’t know if she will win.

 

Words by: CJ Sanchez

photo: Copy to the owner.

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