Feeling Frail

At many moments, I was extremely frail,

Thinking that I technically failed,

Being hit with a rigid nail,

Leading me to feel pale.

They say that men don’t cry,

But that is definitely a lie,

As tears came while being high,

Feeling like I wanted to die.

I had to change my way,

Or forever live in dismay,

So I fought each day,

Hoping the pain would go away.

After fighting a brutal war,

I have finally opened the door,

Achieved everything I have fought for,

And my happiness is truly pure.