Double Edged Sword

Life continues, rightfully, as it should
And most days, I do too
But sometimes, just sometimes...
As tears trickle down my face, and a dreary fear takes over me
With thoughts that fog my brain and turn my stomach 
What if this monster returns? And what if this time it's stronger than before?
I will never give up without a fierce fight
But will it always be enough to shield my kids from this monster's mess?
I need to be there for them, I want to be there for them
What do you do when your reason to fight is also the reason you worry so much?
My double edged sword.

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