A Break-Through In The Making

The light shows green,

But I can endure nomore.

The anguish and anxiety,

Hurts me to the core.

My spirit is rejuvinated,

I feel like going all the way.

But the light shows red,

So in defeat I'll stay.

Make it or break it,

I refuse to be beat down,

Bruised and misused,

Face- a deepened frown.

God has a way for me,

He did this for a reason,

The barriers were put there,

To prepare me for my season.