These thoughts keep yelling,

Leaving me broken.

Everything is changing,

Leaving me with confusion.

This fight is ever so exhausting,

Leaving me restless.

This struggle is a yearning,

Leaving me thinking.

Will I ever make it to the other side?

Will I ever make things right?

I don’t know.

I will keep trying,

For you and myself.

I know you believe I can,

The struggle is convincing myself.

I can.

I will keep fighting.