There is a battle in my head
no matter what I do I can’t
win. I always lose my head in the
battle. Even as I sit here and write this
I am battle my illnesses. They never
let me sleep. My problems are so inground
into my heart and soul that it’s hard to
get around my head without there being bombs
or landmines. I have struggled for so long
that I can’t remember a time where I was
happy unless i was with my husband.
Happiness is hard to grasp ahold of for sure. Great writing
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