You said in sickness and in health
but lately the latter has been slipping.
My "shining star" within is now a dark star,
leaving destruction in its path,
invisible to the naked eye.

There is a weight on my shoulders
that looks like pebbles to you,
yet it feels like a monster to me.

It pushes down as you drag it around
yet no one else can see the struggle.
Woven together by flaw after flaw,
is this why this monster has latched on to me?
The daily struggle goes on.

Yet when doctors say they can make the monster go away
I hold onto it, squeezing it tight,
as it's the only thing I know.

*As it's what you know best that you're most comfortable with.
Good or bad.