I Fight With Myself Poem by heavenlyhippie stoddard

A had a crazy dream last night I think, it was about a fight a fight that from deep within myself
We had punches We had blows there was so much blood flying is all I know and I am not sure who won
After the bell.

You see my body and my mind we used to be friends one time it seems like these days just fight every morning.
My mind wants to go out and play My body stays and says no way I am in so much pain you know got stay at home and rest. My mind it says hey no way there is so much have to do today and I fall.

I tell you it really isn’t very much fun at all, and I really don’t think my body has won just yet, because my mind she’s a fighter and just don’t give up, it does not matter what this body may throw. I guarantee this battles not done I think we have a few more rounds, at least I know that I will I can take a few more blows.

My body well it thinks smart, plays these games even with my heart but Ive already won, because there something that it don’t know, deep inside there is something that grows and is healing all the crazy things that it thinks it can bring down on me. I have God upon my side and I will healed from top to hide.

So I guess I will give this old body this time round, I will rest and go lay down but tomorrow is a new day and it won’t matter if she feels this way we will have another fight, I might win next time and dance all night.

But, til then I will let her rest, but she knows that we are not done yet.