A Proud Survivor of Life
Coming like a beast towards my face in a hospital room life is at it again
Constant battering I wonder if it will get easier or when it will be enough
The beast is ugly staring me in the face
It's breath so putrid I can hardly breathe as it tries to suck the breath out of my lungs
It's gaze like open books of my past stabbing me with memories of what has happened
of the cancer then of the tumors and the bullying
but I Am A Survivor
I gasp loosing this fight is not an option
I am not ready to give up
I fight the beast
Punching and kicking I refuse to let it take me
It fights back knocking me to my knees
Then pushing me to my face it steps on me making attempts to fight nearly impossible
Somehow I find a strength within something I never knew I had
I get up and I fight back stronger
because I Am A Fighter
I bring the beast to its knees and make it bow after almost a month of fighting I make it bow
I make it wait
I stand up battered bruised and broken
I stand up stronger and proud
That day in the hospital room was just one more fight with the beast
I know more are coming that is inevitable but for now I have won
for now I Am Victorious