A FIGHTER

May 28

April 9th, 2021 | San Francisco, CA

What do you do?

When you suspect that you are… slipping? That you are no longer the “you” you were before. What do you do?

When your light shines a little less bright? When your heart is a little more… dead?

I don’t know the cause for this, but I will fight it.

Despair has been my adversary for a long time.

An adversary always seeking to be a longtime friend. I must deny. I must fight. I cannot let myself be pulled down, not again.

I know your touch all too well, intimately, like a lover’s. I know your whispers, hear them, all too clearly.

I am fine. My mother once told that I’ve been one since I was born… A fighter.

I’ve always been a fighter.

IN LOVE