Always Fighting To Survive

Determined to breathe...with every breath.

Ready to fight to survive, til there's nothing left, that I haven't given or tried.

Refusing to die...nor will I ally myself with evil. To do so, it's unspeakable, highly inconceivable.

Destruction does not dictate who I am, or what I'll be. It's reconstruction of myself that makes my spirit free.

Don't tell me...how to achieve greatness. What I choose is only up to me.

If I fail a few times, along the way...it's okay. Tomorrow is another opportunity...to see it, I pray.

And reach those dreams...I just might. No matter what anyone has to say...nothing can stop me, or get in my way.

In my heart, the will to succeed will always stay. I can't give up...no, surrender isn't allowed; no matter how tough this road gets...of myself and the ability to stick things out...I am proud...of the strength I've attained over the years...I know what faith is about...finally.

I can throw out my fears...and embrace my future. I can live with a certainty...that I am blessed.

I can thank God for my life, and be glad...it's what I've always had...a chance...to be...free...from the weaker side of me.