Am I fighting myself in darkness? Such darkness without sound, without light, without a mind to express my heart? Am I battling intentional reasoning of expressing the goodness eager to set free within me? I’m fighting demons with emotions, I’m drowning demons in tears of sadness, functioning sanely to remain strong for the sake of my family. This is my battle alone, a testament only I could face, this is my opportunity to identify strength at such a low point in my life. Although I’m down, not defeated….. still breathing with living as my inspiration to defeat such a toxic feeling. Demons, you will not cheer in victory, you will not celebrate my despair nor will you interrupt my journey. You will not claim anything over me…. not now, not ever.
– C.A. Thomas