Personal Jesus

Who’s gonna love me? A soldier all on my own. At some point one can go alone for so long. Fighting my demons ,fighting the world; independant woman making it alone.

At some point you need a shield. You need a love, you need someone to hold you down.

The war wares out. I clock off the daily grind and reality dawns on me…No one’s coming to rescue you. No knight in shining armour. Only me, my personal Jesus.

And No one’s gonna take the edge off the need to run, the need to dream, to fly. An alien in a foreign land, fighting giants, gatekeepers and leeches. Broken dreams and snitches. Just to join the ones who made it to the mountain’s peak.

Oh, but for one night to feel that love. What others go home to. The soldiers who’d die for them…choose to cry for them…hand them their last name.

But, tonight the war’s worn out. I clock off the daily grind and reality dawns on me..No one’s coming to rescue me. No Knight in shining armour. Only me and my personal Jesus.

Hail Mary full if grace, the Lord is with you. I know He’s with me too. But will I have a personal love to stand up for me as I stand off against the others’ knights? To pray for me now and at the hour of my death.

But no one’s come to rescue me yet.For now I’ll be my own knight in shining armour. Tonight it’s only me and my personal Jesus.

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