Rebecca G. Ericson
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We stand forsaken on the battlefield
Facing life on our own
We stare down the enemy
Not knowing what to do
No warning was given of the depth of plunge that was to be take
We’ve been pushed into this war, one we never asked to be part of
Fight or flight?
Fight, and you will be torn down
Fly, and you will fall
How can we be expected to march on when we have so much pulling us down
When we feel like we’re fighting an uphill battle that ends with a cliff
Where the only way is to hit rock bottom
When what we see the world through holds the marks of ...