It’s a struggle, but here I am.
Here I stand.
I walk barefoot over this broken glass.
But I’m not here to Die Hard.
Not fucking yet.
This is not where my sun sets.
And every time I think it’s time to leave,
I tell myself that I am not finished here.
I am not meant to disappear.
I am meant to Burn Out Bright.
To rise up and fight.
For this existence is not a passing of events.
No it is a battle, an epic.
I do not simply skim the pages but take in every word as each page turns.
I am here and I must make it count.
I am here to stay.
I drawn in another breathe.
A reminder of my inevitable death.
But with hope I look to the coming dawn.
And remember these words:
"Hold, Hold On.
If Love is the answer you’ll Hold.
With everything that’s within me,
I hold on tight.
I will survive this night.
Because love is enough.