Illegitimi Non Carborundum

Illegitimi non carborundum ;-) ...Staggering, my vision cloudy, I fall to the hard ground. when life’s sharp left-jab leaves my face bloody, and all that surrounds me, is the desolation of loss I feel all around. I see myself slipping, down the abyss to where nothingness exists, still, I cling on, groping for a foothold, for my will to stay persists. I clamber up, I stand my ground, though battered and bruised I may be, my curtain is not falling yet, I have some fight still left in me. It is then, in the pit of despair, when all seems bleak and painful and dull, I summon the strength from deep within, I rise, slowly, to face the day, I refuse to sink, to wallow, to surrender, to throw in the towel, to drown, for I am stronger now, indeed I am, after all the years, and all the battles, I stand, bruised and bloody, still, I stand, I refuse, to sink, to drown, for they can try, to punish me some more, but I shall not allow them to grind me down… ;-)