Everyone “fights”

We fight for what we think we deserve.
And when we go through a hard time
we are told diligently to
“Fight through it”

Why must we always fight?

Why is this word so entwined with
hatred, anger, even violence,
society’s go-to in times of trouble?

I am not a “fighter”
I am a talker, a listener, a reasoner,
I won’t fight, or force, or aggravate.

I want to learn, and heal
and approach the world with
the love that it seems
So quickly
to be losing sight of

When I’m ill, I don’t “fight” the illness.
I rest and take time to heal.
When I’m depressed,
I don’t argue with my mind,
I’m hurting enough already,
I refuse to hurt myself

On a bad day, I don’t “fight through it”
because that sounds like a lot of work
and I’m already so tired.