Finally Won

After the damage is done

Me and this body are finally one

Usually we’re on separate teams

I know how bad this probably seems

But the relief of action taken

No matter how misguided

Makes me feel great then

I have to figure out how to hide it

Now that the tears have stopped

And the calm has set in

The floor can be mopped

Today, depression won’t win

For now, I’m in control

Vacuuming the rug

Washing every plate and bowl

Drying every fork and mug

The proof is there

Every time I look down

Showing my pale skin bare

Pulling at the edges of my frown

I know I should be ashamed

Or at least a little concerned

But I’ve played this little game

This is the right I’ve earned

To be a little proud

To be a little lighter

Today I’m allowed

To stop being a fighter