Fire

It first starts in my throat and I feel like my breath was just taken from me and then it begins to grow into my stomach until I curled up in so much pain.
That it just doesn’t seem possible for one person to be able to handle all of t his at once without passing out.
I reach out for a bottle of water to quench my thirst to put out the fire in my throat for I’ve seen better days.
I try so hard to feel better so that I can get back to feeling secure in the body that carries me through it all.
I fight for my sanity as my head begins to spin but yet I can’t give up for they are counting on me even though I’m barely holding on myself.
Some how I get through it all just to crash and burn the next day and then back to being okay the next.
There is a war going on inside of my body and I don’t think that I’m winning right now but the battle is not over yet.
I’m not fully myself yet but I’m fighting with all I got to get back to the me  that was strong and dependable no matter what was thrown my way.
 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes