Sometimes it feels as though
It's not me
But shouldn't it be?

This is my body...
This is me!
Isn't it?

Before it was so easy to tell
But, one bad thing happened
And my entire world fell

That light.
The thing they call
HOPE

Was there left for me anymore?

Each day I tried to move on
But, something kept pulling me back
I watched as everyone left

Maybe I deserve this
It's all my fault!
Or so I thought

I CAN do this!
Get back up again
I CAN do this!

No more will I cower
And let this disorder win
I will be triumphant!
I WILL HAVE HOPE AGAIN!
© ChosenC