Again

Cluster Headaches, the ongoing battle.

Again
Again the dance is at hand,
freedom from reality.
Remember not what brings you there,
focus on how to return.
Hold tight to what keeps you whole,
breath through the battle,
steady and strong.
March forward the fight is on.
Keep with you the weapons of war,
dance on, dance on,
march into war.
To hope is not weak,
to flee not a coward,
to stand and fight not a hero,
to live is to win.
The battle ongoing,
the beast at the door,
survivors the victors,
must survive once more.
Because of the battle,
our numbers they grow,
the beast more desperate,
tries to pick a new foe.
Because of this stronger we are,
he knows not we unite,
he thinks he has won.
Brought to us the battle,
one at a time,
not knowing we seek out,
more of our kind.
To him we are weak,
frail and alone,
to him we are one,
to him one alone.
One day he will see
the numbers he has brought,
till then we will find,
a means to his end.