Talking about my health.

I hate talking about my own health.

I don’t talk about myself.

I know it not okay.

But I can’t stop it.

I want to stop it.

But I can’t.

Every day it an uphill battle.

Fighting to make me ok or not.

I lost so many times.

But I will never give up.

They want me to give up.

But here I’m still here.

I can’t give up.

I have people who need me.

If I can’t find someone who needs me.

I think someone who needs me.

At night I watch the ceiling.

I can’t stop watching.

I feel the shadows coming closer and closer.

Every Night I think something is out there.

Coming for me.

I won’t cross the line of pain.

The line is something I will never cross.

The dark place.

That is the line.

The dark place is where I go to die.

I will keep ongoing.

I may fall down the hill

But I will keep ongoing

Even if I at the bottom I will get up and fight to save me.

I want to give hope to the other fighters

That they can save them

That is just is a fight

Will you give up?

Never!

Never.

Never right?