"Sick, But Still Breathing"


Alive I still am, despite the scars, and countless IV stabs.

Fighting for life has been my strive.

Numerous visits to labs, and hospitals become me.

That's the life I've lead from the toddler age of two.

Hidden cried tears display the physical as well as emotional terror faced in the 25 years of her current existence.

These same tears however, have created a deep strength within she wouldn't trade for an easier outlook.

For this she finally considered a gift to prepare her to share the knowledge to others faced with illness from a young age.

The passion, drive and determination outweight the illness.

She has seen, and felt much, but has conquered all, so nothing can, and will stop her anymore.


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