Living with a traumatic brain injury and chronic pain is not easy. I often find it soothing to express my feelings in poetry, most of which is not fit for anyone else’s consumption. I like this one. It’s a reminder that the Joy of the Lord is my strength. With Him, I can face any difficulty.
I will not let this beat me
This darkness that comes
Sweeping over me
No! Not I.
I shall turn my face to the sun
Forgetting what lies behind
Pressing ever forward
For I still live.
I will not let this overpower me
These arrows that flame
I shall not! Not I.
I shall stand with my face in the wind
Counting as naught all I have lost
Eyes fixed on all I have gained
For I still breathe.
I will not let this overwhelm me
The burden that comes
Choking life from me
Never! Not I.
I shall stand planted on this rock
Holding fast to what I know is true
That all things work for my good
For I still hope.