I wish I could be free again  to be able to freely roam on my legs without being in absolute  agony.

I'm stuck in limbo while I wait for the right help, Im stuck in this cycle of  misery, I'm stuck in pain, I'm stuck in shame.

I walk, I scream, I cry, I sing, I clean, I work on my  colouring. I love to write poems like this from time to time to be able to give me strength and get me through this fight.

I want to keep on fighting the best I can.

I want to be there for my little girl,
she needs me more than anything.

I try my hardest for her and I do what I can some times she even had to be there for me when things have been really rough.

She knows I'm stuck in this kind of limbo almost like  a kind of hell.

She wishes there was some one or some thing out to help break this pain and to help break this dark spell.

Maybe one day the right help will be there once and for all.
Then I can finally break down this massive huge wall blocking out the sunshine and happiness.