I sit here,
Face to the wall.
Facing my biggest fears,
And fearing I’ll fall.
If I stand on my own,
I am bound to fail.
And bound to have blown,
My chance to prevail.

You watch me,
Observing my tears.
Tearing so I can not see,
And seeing my fears.
You hold my hand,
And You help me try.
Trying to learn to stand,
Without needing to cry.

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About Robin Elizabeth

My name is Robin Elizabeth and I'm 21. I do not create with my own ability, but with the gift God has given me.

2 responses »

  1. Jingle says:

    lovely flow…

  2. Jingle says:

    http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/10/poetry-potluck-beaches-and-mountains.html
    Our poetry potluck is NOW open, welcome linking in.
    your support is appreciated.
    hope to see you in.

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