FIGHTING TO THRIVE
Fighting To Thrive (A Poet’s Negative View On Life Some Days) Do you ever wonder why you even exist? Like you’re a punching bag and life is the fist? Can’t seem to break the cycle, no matter how hard you try. Surrounded by angry people who are quick to lie. I don’t want my depression to begin to resurface. Need to reevaluate myself and remember my purpose. But my nerves are shot, they’re about to break. No matter what I do , every move’s a mistake. Am I the only one that ever feels this way? That this life gets harder, day by day? It’s a struggle to remind myself that things will get better. When my eyes only seem to get wetter and wetter. But don’t worry about me. I will always survive. I just wondered if I was the only one that ever fought to thrive. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 1.30.2025