I can

I can stand on my own.
I can see my reflection.
I can clean on my own.
I can cut the grass, and I can save a beetle.
I can suggest the proper way.
I can help someone move their things.
I can use chopsticks, and I can hold the door.
I can lie to myself.
I can find my truth.

I can rise above who I am...I can change what I am.

I can hold off hate, and stifle my heart.
I can know the lies, and move past.
I can refuse to die, and silence any voice.
I can survive any blow.
I can rise from any fall.
I can persuade my heart, and refuse to fail.
I can suffer hate and pain and sorrow,
I can find strength even in weaknesses.
I can know my angels and demons,
I can force myself to stay the course.

I can reduce my walls to rubble,
I can turn my obstacles to nothing.
I can rise above my darkest shadows.
I can move beyond the nothingness of despair.
I can create my own reality,
I can shape my own tomorrow.
I can defeat the shadow inside of me,
I can touch the sky.
I can stand on my own.

Fight the Fight

Guest Poem By: 

Nautica

Fight the fine fight

The fight of the faith

Though in the midst of it

It seems like a very long wait

The enemy plays tricks on the mind

He'll try to make the truth hard to define

He portrays himself as an angel of light

Once he's crept in

He'll strive to take away your sight

He wants nothing more

Than to get you alone in the night

So you can't find your way home

So that you fall into his traps

To take away your life

So if your batteries are draining

and you're having trouble

Of your faith maintaining

Then seek help from above

Look around, seek out the God of love

and look for that light

Emanating from your true comrades

That are in the heart of the fight

Beside you, supporting you

In doing what's right

To help you keep your sight

and stay in the fight

The fight for the real life

Skyward

Beyond what is seen, and farther still.
Not tethered, nor held, nor bound, nor owned 
Neither height nor depth nor valley nor hill,
On a Skyward path, one sets out alone.

A Shadow Inside Me, A Darkness Within

A world of reflection, empty and void.
My evanescent existence, my truth I avoid.

My path now hidden, a hate stands behind.
The darkest part of me forces me to find

The Shadow inside me, the Darkness within
Reminds me of failures and all of my sins.

To copy and mimic, this art it perfects,
To twist and deform are its effects.

Pain and torture of mind and heart
It only seeks to tear me apart.

Twisted and wicked as deep as is seen,
This Shadow is foul, horrid, obscene.

It knows my heart, and knows my thoughts,
It knows the past battles that have been fought.

It knows my strong, my frail, and weak.
It hides the hope and life that I seek.

A Shadow of me, a Darkness within,
My newest foe, that has always been.

Seeded deep and far inside,
A horrid truth we seek to hide.

As it rises, as do I,
Ready to fight, willing to die.

Till the end of this bitter fight,
I'll stand strong with whatever might

I may find inside, deeper than
This Shadow inside me, this Darkness within.