It's Not A Stain

I have been hit

I have been plummeted

I have been bruised

But I still stand

Throughout my journey

As time passes by

I see the light

In the bright blue sky

I do not run

I do not fall

I stand and take hits

Through it all

If I fail along the way

It is not complete

But only one time

To say the least

There are many one times

And I wear them well 

It is my armour

This I can tell


Though it is heavy in weight
It does not way me down
With my head lifted high
I wear the armour with crown


For the battle rages on
The fight is relentless
If I don't stand guard
I'll be knocked senseless


My armour is strong
No need to be grim
Armour made from life's trials
That were sent by Him


 

This one I had written on paper for about a week...unfinished. I couldn't go to bed without saying goodnight to my friends at One Shot...I'll be checking some of you out later...