Unsteadily

It comes in waves.

Some good, some bad, others unrecognizable.

It feels as though a blanket has been forcibly pulled over my head and I can't seem to see or breathe.

I'm battling to get my shit together

Battling to feel happiness again

But it's so hard to find, so hard to see

So hard to keep when it's in reach

I can't understand the root nor the cause

I can only understand its presence.

I feel alone in a corner full of darkness

And I don't allow myself to accept help from anyone

I say that i'm stronger than this.

That I am a warrior, a fighter, a lover of all

Yet I can't seem to get myself to stand, fight or love at all.