For I Am

There’s a brick wall on my chest
Somewhere out there is the breath I cannot catch
There’s fear bubbling in my veins
My body is full of aches and pains
Tear ducts so dry, only sounds escape when I cry
My skin on fire, I scratch and pry
The blood runs down my throbbing thigh
Razor blades rust on the floor
I cannot take it anymore
Pity parties are for the weak
I must stand up to break this streak
You cannot hurt me anymore
My body may always be sore
I will get past this, I am sure

There is a brick wall on my chest
But I will lift it and do my best
You can no longer cause me harm
For I am Love, and I am Strong