Day 7: Still Breathing

Seven years ago I debut on the internet.
This one's specially for the confused young man
who threw in his all.

I have lived on a razor edge all my life,

But I’ve had my senses filed like a soldier’s knife.

It’s not been easy, not exactly what you’d call

A fairytale setting but I’ve had some good fun.

I’m still healing from the pain, still dealing with aches,

The memories still fill me with rage, a rip in my days.

I’m feeling the scars and there’s still some sore spot

But these are just keepsakes from the battles I’ve won.

I’m growing in the same space I picked myself back up

I’m not just surviving I’m thriving straight for the top.

I’m into this feeling so deep I could do it for a living

And it all comes down to one thing; I’m still breathing.

Akpan