Finding A Path

I wasn’t meant to be here.

doing this now,

my body gave out,

before I was born

a disability,

a fractured mind.

I stopped moving,

so I could find a way to keep going again.

no one promised happiness, or calm or present-ness

and I demanded to find a way to them regardless

Still, in self-trust, I found it.

still, I found life


Published by sickybeat

I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty

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