Taker

By Amber Dismute
This is what you do—I wake up and try to find a new day
A new reason to feel saved and grateful for what I have
Yet you enter in through every muscle in my body and make it ache
You enter in my brain and my thoughts gravitate all around me
Like a billion of swarming bees surrounding me
My head begins to pound, and my heart begins to race
You think you’ve won my battle over this day
Then I try to remember you can’t take what I own
As I try to relate, and remember what I’m taught from every therapy session
Ohh how I hate that this is a daily battle, why must I have to fight over and over again
Are you my Goliath and am I David and if so when will it end
Whether today or tomorrow it is a win when I hit the bed
The next day I’ll wake up and do it all over again -Taker