As I stand alone in the mist of the darkness I freeze..

I have my children and husband who loves me, but as an individual who wants to make a mark I am standing.

I need a foundation under me, as I strive for more, more gets taken.

My energy feels as if I can’t make it.

I want to be lifted high above that I can float, but the smoke in the air is causing me to choke.

What do I do when it seems as if no one understands you, you are standing by your self.

It feels as if your life is fading it’s health..

I am a fighter and I fight everyday, but what am I fighting for, is it worth the fight?

What is my destiny, I shall not know, but to make my mark is to be successful.

I am shooting for the stars, to get to the moon, I want my family to make it through.

Here I am. and here I stand just a grown woman, trying to make her bread.