The last night

I lay on the bed the whole evening,

Starred on my hopeless body trembling,

My mind was determined to give up,

My soul wanted to cheer me up,

I woke up and walked to the door,

Opened it to grab some hope,

"I don't want to die" my soul cried,

I gathered my courage to see the light,

Anxiety is a myth as they say,

But it took my breath away,

I wanted the sounds in my head to stop,

I battled it for so long..."a habit" I thought,

I am a fighter not a quitter,

That was my last night where I thought to run away,

God has blessed me with new life, new hope and new me..... rest all is history