i am alive,
i am okay,
and i am
enough,

despite about ten years
of my mind insisting
i didn’t deserve
to be.

i did this for many reasons,
but mostly
to send a
fuck you
to the
ghosts
of my past
who still try
even to this day
to pull me back under.

you had ten years
against a one-man army
and you didn’t kill me, fuckers!

and in five years,
i’ve fought you off,
only now i’ll bury you

with a thousand needles.