I love my support group,
The positive inspiration.
The words it will get better,
It will all be okay.
I don’t understand when
this all happens.
No reason for it
to happen, its just not me.
Im usually positive,
but not this time.
I get worse in time,
no matter what I do.
I have gotten help,
finally taken care of me.
And, I guess as Karma has
It this is the way Im meant to be.
I want to have myself back,
I want my free spirit.
To fly like a butterfly
out of my cocoon.
To live in my laughter,
to have my humor.
To be able to smile again,
and enjoy the things I do.
A Little Corner of Sanity 