I like to look back
On poems
I've written
I like to look back
And see the
Emotion
I like to look back
And see the
Frame of mind
I like to look back
And see
What I thought
At that time
For I have
Such a beautiful mind
It is so flawed
But yet
So kind
It has been
Unforgiving
Not only to others
But mostly to ME
And I know
that my diagnosis
Is not who I am
It does not define me
Or my plans
It is something quite
Facinating though
Something
That won't let go
And I am so grateful
Every day now
To not be on
That same
Battleground
The one I was on
A month ago...
The one that had me
Held down below
I'm feeling so good
These days
I'm feeling better
Than I ever have
I FINALLY
AM WHO I AM