mostrovsky06's Journal

So tired; slumped in a surrender,

Could it really be?

That it’s my reflection in the mirror,

What happened to those hopeful eyes?

Life, life, happened.

I will not let it keep me down,

Or keep the sparkle from my eyes,

Or keep the bounce from every step,

Because I’ve made it this far,

And want to make it further,

So I will push right through the pain,

Because this disease is not me,

Nor will I let it take over.

 - Me