Re-heated Humanity

Someone in my family once said,

The good thing about being very ill,

Is that when you get too feeling just alright…maybe,

It feels so great, that anything is possible

Even when I was given that wisdom,

I didn’t realize its full depth.

I was in a hospital,

Feeling the freedom of winning the first internal battle of a long-term war.

Looking back fifteen years

I understand it now,

Even as I walk the empty battlefield,

Victors must still face explosions, wounds, and scars

Long after signatures dry on treatise

The pain is not the same,

But relief,


Is no less blissful.


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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