Still Fighting The Darkness Comments

Other poem that touches me. You decribe the darkness that i feel we all battle at some point. raw and powerful =)

Sometimes you have to rise above the crowd, to love life, to love it even when you have no stomach for it and everything you've held dear crumbles like burnt paper in your hands, your throat filled with the silt of it. When grief sits with you, its tropical heat thickening the air, heavy as water and is more fit for gills than lungs, drowning you in sorrow; when dispair weighs you down like your own flesh, only more of it, an obesity of dispair and you think, how can my body carry or take this? Then you hold life like a face between your palms, a plain face, no charming smile, no violet eyes and you say yes life... I will take you and love you again... that takes spirit and purpose, resolve and gusto and then you can take on the world. Looks like you have already done this... keep on fighting the good fight Lisa!