My Burnning Convictions Poem by Jessica Elizondo

Fire in my chest,
tears down my face,
silently falling,
the ground caught me...
on the floor,
the floor is cold.
I try to get up,
my balance fails me.
My legs are weak.
Down I go,
darkness arrives,
voices fill my head.
My heart pounds faster...
Funny, I thought it was dead.

The fire burns
hotter and hotter.
Screaming won't help,
my lies have corrupted me,
so who would believe my cries now?

Times..
running..
out...
tick..
tock..

pian is so much more demanding when the sun goes down,
When he awakes to drag me down again.
No!
I try to stand up to fight! I must fight!
I musn't give up!
He didn't,
A force knocks me down,
I stand once more.
My burnning convictions
oh how they burn!

Down on my knees,
but it is with my own power and request.
I cry once more,
for I know someone that I have forgot,
that would never forget me....

Day has come!
my heart cools,
my tears are dry,
and I stand strong!
With Him as my krutch.

I smile, He is with me
how glorious!
and now my burnning convictions have simmered.

Something I haven't felt in so long!
what is it?

my heart? ?

Its healing!

'Free, ' He promises.
And my smile returns.
I will be strong.
What can darkness do to me now? !