My Struggles Bind Me
by Lexi Keeling
My struggles bind me.
I’ve been through it all.
Most people can’t imagine it,
but it’s all I recall.
Trauma kept occurring,
making me scared.
It wouldn’t stop coming.
I was never prepared.
First came the fire,
then the divorce.
My family was broken.
It felt like a curse.
I was lost and broken,
completely aware.
My life was in shambles,
it felt so rare.
But my struggles have shaped me.
They made me strong.
My struggles bind me.
They make me belong.
by Lexi Keeling
My struggles bind me.
I’ve been through it all.
Most people can’t imagine it,
but it’s all I recall.
Trauma kept occurring,
making me scared.
It wouldn’t stop coming.
I was never prepared.
First came the fire,
then the divorce.
My family was broken.
It felt like a curse.
I was lost and broken,
completely aware.
My life was in shambles,
it felt so rare.
But my struggles have shaped me.
They made me strong.
My struggles bind me.
They make me belong.