Back To Account’s Black

Spell bounding,
Breaking point,
Broken promises,
I will not forget.

Beautifully written,
Eyes of light,
Exhibition,
Excuses of the night.

Torn emotions,
Forever yours,
Addicted to you,
Comforting peace.

Using red to bring me back,
Filling of my cup,
Bringing me out of negative…
Back to the accountant’s black.

Growing up child,
To the soldier I have become,
Putting on my armour,
Time to battle on.

The fighter I am,
Taking command,
Not a slave,
I thirst no more.

Direction,
Instruction,
Keeping me from,
Pure destruction

Using red to bring me back,
Filling of my cup,
Bringing me out of negative…
Back to the accountant’s black.

Published by Jenn Till Lee Copyrighted, all rights reserved.

Writing poems as an outlet for healing. My hope is in Christ

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