Tints Of Red

Tints Of Red

By Jacob Fite

At war with myself
Only one will win
Whether from loss of will
Or loss of wit
I’ll confront myself in the field
With the haze of a new day; my shield
The coming of the light; I wield
Slashes through the night I fight
With my mind I kill this kind
Of negative thought which plagues my brain
And I’ll take the blood from half
My mind from which it’s bled
And paint the doors of my soul
With tints of red

 


My name is Jacob Fite.  I am 27 years old and from Sheridan, AR.  Currently, I am active duty in the United States Air Force stationed in Hawaii.  I have written poetry since I was in the 11th grade.  For the past 10 years, poetry has been an outlet for me to work through my inner demons and the stresses that I have encountered throughout my life.  I think the different experiences that I have had and the differences in me as a person shine through in my poems.

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