Silent Warrior – Poetry
I am not sick,
But I am not well
I’m trapped in my body
A prison that’s Hell
It’s fighting against me
A battle each day
It just wants to end me
But I won’t go away
The pain unlike any
You could ever imagine
If I am the princess
My body’s the dragon
Lighting me up
From my hair to my toes
Each nerve ending afire
And peace is a ghost
Chronic illness a war
You can’t understand
In life’s game of poker
This is the hand
Most people would fold on
And just walk away
But for me the deck’s stacked
There’s no choice but to play
Someday I’ll lose
I already know
I’ll refuse to go quietly
When it’s my time to go
For I am a warrior
And this is my fight
I’ll never go quietly
Into that good night.
Mandy Kocsis
Mandy Kocsis
Born and raised on the streets of Detroit, Mandy Kocsis currently bleeds poetry from She Hates It Here Indiana, where she cares for her elderly mother and her son. She's the only surviving parent of an amazing teenage son. She's seen more darkness than most, and it often shows in her work. Where most see darkness, she sees the light within. She lives there. She writes there. And, someday, she hopes to find that love really does exist, but for now, she's a non-believer. Mandy has been legally deaf since beating meningitis as an infant and is trying desperately to find a place she belongs in a world of face masks and silence. You can find more of her work on Mandy's Land on Facebook . She currently has one book out, a poetic autobiography called "Soul Survivor", and is hard at work on her second.
