Alma Mater, Strength and Streets

The intensity of my growth was needed

Given the pain and trauma deeply seeded

I know my strength

Because, I’ve made it through

Still pure of heart, still my dreams in view

Even though the evils in this world

Seek to poison it and tear it apart

Innocent Intentions

I’ve had from the start

Continuously striving to find the lesson in every situation

“Life” my teacher, silent mentor

People, however intrusive causing stagnation

Crippling views and reputations

Envious and Ignorance, a dirty cage

Empathy and Sincerity, few remain

Hands to push, few to pull

Strength of mind, I hold with the grip of “truth”

Though others mock and poke the core of it

Living in the darkness, comfortable in its presence

Harnessing pain, showing wounds and scars

Badges of honor, warriors with-out armor

With each blow became smarter

Strongest of minds come from trenches and trails

Strength, Courage, and Wisdom

my alma mater

Battle Born, my mold of honor

By: Lynsie Chase

Gilded Tarot By Ciro Marchetti

--

--

--

Artist/writer/designer/rabbit hole explorer/singer/dancer/chronic illness warrior/domestic engineer/Mystic/Researcher of many topics

Love podcasts or audiobooks? Learn on the go with our new app.

Recommended from Medium

Get the Medium app

A button that says 'Download on the App Store', and if clicked it will lead you to the iOS App store
A button that says 'Get it on, Google Play', and if clicked it will lead you to the Google Play store
ElectricAngel

ElectricAngel

Artist/writer/designer/rabbit hole explorer/singer/dancer/chronic illness warrior/domestic engineer/Mystic/Researcher of many topics

More from Medium

See You Again!

Show Me The Light

To the Same Soul Temporarily in the Same Vessel