I Survived

If any of this was easy, then I may be somewhere else today.

I fought inside battles and outside wars,

both leaving scars that are just below the surface.

I have fought by myself, with no back up to call.

My weapons are becoming worn,

and I'm running low on ammunition.

I don't know how much longer I can handle the attacks.

But I've survived the biggest one, and even though it left my forces weakened,

I'm still here.

I survived the biggest blows, not by dodging them,

but by going at the head on, never faltering,

and repairing the damage that's been done.

I've tried my best to hide the irreparable damage.

The burden was too much, 

and I had to let them show,

That little moment of weakness provided me with strength.

For even though it was momentary, 

it was enough for someone to notice.

They wanted to assist my efforts, and I tried to turn them away.

The attacks came again, and the only thing keeping me up,

was that one friend.

I am not a victim in this never ending war.

At least that's not the way I want to think,

because being a victim makes me feel like I have no control.

I am a survivor.

I am an in control, and I won't stop fighting,

because no matter what, I am still strong.