Staring back
is
a tired, nervous version of me
The colour white
strikes again
Black rings
like a warrior’s paint

After all
I am fighting a war…
Who’s on the other side?
Me, myself, and I.

A deep breath taken
strengthens me
A subtle smile
never shaken
An assuring nod
for I –
I shall fail not!

From this battle risen
a stronger, braver
a fighter!

 

 

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