FIGHTING - THE RIGHT FIGHT

I have never wanted to fight so hard for me than right now.

I always prayed if there had to be one taken from my family,
It would be me.

Because the others had families, significant others,
Children who needed them,
Loved them, had to have them.

I had nothing.

Just myself.

And if I was gone I would be missed,
But no child or partner would weep in the hole I had left in their hearts.

That was then.

Now,
I see what the truth really is.

I value.

I matter.

I have this life for a reason, a purpose.

I want this life.

I have plans for it,
To create a better tomorrow,
Better nows,
Better versions of the me I am.

So I began fighting,
Without even knowing it,
Without even feeling it,
Fighting for me.

Fighting, the right fight.

After all, He blew life into lungs and a beat into my heart,
There was always a plan for my life.
I just started to see it.

I'm fighting for every beat, every breath, every trial every success.

I'm fighting on the right side.