Battling

battling

trying to get out of this head space

I just want to live in peace and grace

battling harder than ever, memories just won’t erase

feeling a light at the end of this chapter

although the pencil just keeps writing faster

wanting it all just to fade away, no answers

causing so much suffering, what a disaster

I’ve been served a plate of traumatic events

manipulating my mind to rid unwanted guests

still think about my daughter and the day of her death

is there something I could have done so she could be here in flesh

or why was I pulled from my mother so young

over and over I’ve tried to get this off my chest

I try to tell myself that I am still blessed

for some reason, I just can’t put the mental activity to rest

I will continue to battle until I no longer have breath