I’ve struggled to recover,
fighting a system unable to see
beyond the path they see for me.
Their neural roads can’t envision
someone like me
choosing the path I please.
And choose I will…I must,
not to survive,
but to grow, to create, to thrive…
That said, I’m given pause
and must reappraise
this war for my soul I’m forced to wage.
For those in opposition
aren’t stopping my efforts dead,
but instead, in the end,
making me stronger.
© May 2014, Christina Anne Hawthorne