Poem I wrote to help me rise above.

Freedom comes at a price,

My illness is my cage,

My tormentor, abuser. 

Looming over always ready to strike. 

It's hard to comprehend,

With the darkness in clear sight,

I want to be me...I want to fight. 

Tiredness beyond words,still searching for light. 

I look at them,at him...they are my light. 

My reason for being. 

My reason to fight. 

So life has changed forever more,

But for them I would always endure. 

Keep focused,keep strong,you're not alone...even at your darkest. Remember YOU are still YOU 

Your fight defines you...make it through. 

Love always.