Battle Cry

 Another disappointment;

The same old lonely ache.

Overwhelmed and crying out;

The edifice I have built begins to shake.

Its foundation trembles and begins folds.

 Rocks pour down in a cinder-block waterfall

I am buried in the avalanche.

Laying frozen within myself

I become numb, unfeeling, wondering if I’m alive.

Peering through the cracks, I can see the cloudless sky.

The world does not stop turning as I remain entombed.

Shutting out the light, I wait to be consumed.

Minutes turn to hours, hours become wasted days.

Finally I snap awake from my stuporous haze

A battle cry rips forth;

Tearing from my throat.

Wanting to do more than just exist,

It is time to set a new course.

Like a phoenix rising from the ashes

I claw my way to the surface.

A new found fire alights my eyes.

I'm disheveled and I’m a mess; 

But I stand.

I need more than to just survive this life;

I will fight.

I will not lose.

I. Will. Not. Give. Up.