In the distance ,fear runs , trying to capture you
And your psyche fractures as you look through
The opaque glass that hinders what you do
Tripping over boulders that seem to large for you
Cowering to those inner thoughts
That keep you captive behind steel doors
You have lost the fight to claim what is yours
Lying limp ,discarded like a broken doll
Let the waves of confidence find your shores
Break the storms that are waging war
Within your mind,shaking you to the core
Until you boldly stand up and fight the cause.
MARYANN BOSAH 