#fightthegoodfight
I am in the fight of my life.
This is war,
can't you see?
This fight of my life,
this war,
is with me.
Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 1:40 PM UTC
My heart is giving me fits,
but there is no way I'll let it quit,
so I'll keep on fighting the good fight,
until everything is alright.
By my cousin Bill
Mar 29, 2018
Mar 29, 2018 at 9:45 AM UTC
Sorrow sits on rotted peaks
Her tune is so familiar;
Breaking out the ground beneath
Leaving me so bewildered.
Chasms gape, and pull me in,
This pain will eat me whole-
Sorrow laughs so quietly
As she picks apart my soul.
Til all I know is pulled away
Stripped of joy, asunder;
Sorrow sings a happy song
As all I love is plundered.
I cry in desperation,
A slave unto her whims,
Sorrow tugs a little more
To keep me trapped within.
But like the seasons change,
Sorrow's icy grip retreats
Howling as the new winds blow,
Admitting her defeat.
And as the cloud is lifted,
Like a fire choked,
Sorrow breaths her very last;
Bested by sweet hopes.
A bitter foe, now vanquished-
But not for eternity;
Someday soon, Sorrow will stand
Again to challenge me.
And I shall stand here, ready,
My sword of light, ablaze;
Singing at the darkness
For now, a new tune plays.
Apr 2, 2019
Apr 2, 2019 at 10:15 AM UTC
My mother,
You are such a fighter.
You have more strength than I have ever seen.
More wisdom than I’ve ever known.
And more grace than I could ever earn.
We will get through this,
Day by day
Step by step
Phase by phase
Because of all the strength,wisdom, and grace that you have.
And some day we will look back with reminiscent smiles and shaking heads being thankful to some doctors and medicine and even a God that you made it through with the same smile.
I believe in you mom.
You are fighting a good fight that you will surly win.
Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 11:09 PM UTC
This day I'm ready to s e i z e .
No longer will I be trapped, I've found the k e y s .
This battle has b e g u n ,
and I won't be the one to r u n .
This act of d e f i a n c e ,
There will be no more s i l e n c e .
I don't need your a p p r o v a l ,
Because this, is my r e f u s a l .
Feb 27, 2020
Feb 27, 2020 at 9:18 AM UTC
I made a friend.
And it is myself.
True to me;
And My Loneliness.
I will not shelf my pain.
I will remain unquelled.
He is a witch, sometimes,
In my imagination;
With teeth; a fire-breathing dragon,
And, sometimes, The Knight
When we sway
And watch the calm of the cold,
He knows how to flirt,
As I get old.
I will never stop swaying, left, and right,
Or swooning, or saving,
Or weighing the fight.
©2026Ellen Finn
Feb 3
Feb 3, 2026 at 6:42 PM UTC