No Sacrifice, No Victory
There was a monster inside of me
A monster forged with fire
and rage
primed to attack.
No sacrifice
no victory
The call of the siren
fading into the night
her eyes bored into my soul
I didn’t do enough
I’ve failed her
I wasn’t good enough.
Why didn’t I try harder?
I failed her.
How does it feel?
She’s angry because of me
She doesn’t trust anyone
because of me
How does it feel?
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AmaraTheWarrior
Hello, my name is Anne-Marie. Welcome to my profile. I like to think of myself as a writer and advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses. Part of me struggles with my faith on a daily basis because of my sexual orientation. So a lot of my poetry is about coping with that and my health on a day-to-day basis. I don't define myself with my sexual orientation or my health struggles but they are a part of me; there's no denying that. I love to write dark science fiction about dystopic futuristic landscapes. I like to write strong female leads with a lot of emotion and feeling to them. I truly live, breathe, and enjoy writing. Thank you for reading this
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